Fayth was.. a unique person to be certain. Dark hair as black as night and lips as rich as summers ripest berries she was sought after only for her looks and what she might be able to do for others. Sadly though she had no skills, no talents, there was nothing special about her whatsoever. people accused her of being an enchantress and a seductress when she as young and so her parents would often keep her locked inside the house for fear of her being stoned to death.
When she was old enough to take care of herself she tried to leave, and in her parents trying to stop her as she set foot outside the fight began for her looks were beyond what was deemed normal for a young woman and her parents were slain and she almost joined them but she ran away like a coward.
She kept herself hidden.. concealed only venturing out at night to try to use her body to make a few coins just so she could eat. The woman who could not read.. nor write.. who could not do magic or even swim.. nothing special whatsoever save for her looks would try but to survive for one more day.. she would have hope that she could manage to do so.