History:
Esverlyn was born to a poor family in Yaga, a city in Ameniah’s Mohney County and one of the coldest and northernmost regions in Ameniah. Much of her family were farmers that specialized in growing a unique type of fruit a few miles south for a living, bringing them up to Yaga in order to sell; These were called Swine Berries. Native to frigid continent of Hazun, they resemble large, grooved grapes (Similar to the shape of a plum) with a reddish-black hue and have a large, pea-shaped pit in the middle. If parts of family didn’t grow them, then they would be the ones actually selling them. The family ran a small local business around the fruits; Swine Berries can be made into various products such seasoning for meat (BBQ Sauce), Pasta Sauce, and Jam. The Swine Berry pits are valuable in that they can additionally be grounded up and used as a substitute for Cocoa in chocolate. As a family, they did it all. They ground the pits and processed the Swine berries themselves to stock the shelves with as many different products as possible. As a young girl Esverlyn usually worked alongside her grandparents helping them make the products, and if she wasn’t doing that, she was helping them manage their local store. Everyone in their family was working, and everyone was spending their time helping out. Esverlyn and her siblings never went to school in favor of doing their part in the family business. Yaga is a wealthy, industrial city based on factories and oil and is not particularly known for its cultivated foods, but in spite of this, the family still struggled to make ends meet. During the day, Esverlyn was usually helping her Grandparents run the store, while preparing the products at night.

With actual Cocoa being rare in Northern Ameniah, Swine Berry chocolate was the family’s most popular product, whether as a chocolate bar, chocolate milk, or just chocolate powder for hot chocolate. Less than coincidentally, the abundance of sweets they sold attracted children, particularly children after they had finished with school and returning home. Despite her young age, Esverlyn took her work seriously. She understood the importance of her job and how important it was for the store to make money. Because of this, and because she was often running the cash register during the 3:00 rush hour, she was often faced with these kids. She noticed the entirely different world these kids had compared to hers, despite that the kids would often be the same age as her. While it was so important for her to make money and the weight of the real world was already bearing down on her conscious, they were spending their allowances willy-nilly and complain about the most pointless of things. Seeing this, she began to habitually mark-up items on the spot of she felt like she could get away with it—that $1 chocolate bar is actually $1.50 now. Why? Because she said she was running out, or some other lie like that. Esverlyn had developed a minor reputation among her family and grandparents of being a con-artist, as it became a trait she did against all she served. But the Kids, spending their parents money, never really questioned it. They just went along with it like the gullible rats they were. At first, Esverlyn arrogantly looked down on them, but realization came to her about the kids over the course of the time she watched them. Naturally, the same kids would show up over and over again. Some of them kept coming often enough for Esverlyn to watch them grow up. And from that point, of course, she could begin watching them develop their lives, while she herself remained mostly the same. They were progressing while she remained stuck there behind the counter. More notably, they were developing futures for themselves filled with wealth and ease of living while the future for her remained the same as it always was. For her, she saw, it she and her parents would be always scrounging just enough money to pay off those oppressive landlords, never any real money left over, and for that to rinse and repeat until the next time it’s due. It began to unnerve Esverlyn when she began to come to terms with the fact that her life looked like it would be stuck in a never-ending cycle. A never-ending cycle at the bottom of the totem pole. She was poor and insignificant (in contrast to the kids that she saw in this wealthy city) and that she always would be poor and insignificant. At one point when she was younger she put her heart and soul into her work, but the anxiety caused by this caused Esverlyn’s respect for her work to then slowly being to wane. Eventually at the age of 12, she snapped, and she stole the money in the cashier and ran away from home. She hoped to find a better life for herself, full of fame and fortune, but perhaps even more importantly, she hoped to find a life that was one that she constructed herself and not one that she was forced into by landlords or by family.

Out of the guilt from harming her family by leaving, Esverlyn left Yaga in order to abandon their memory as best as she could. The stolen money in her hand already had a purpose in mind—to buy a train ticket to go to Hearth. But beyond this, there was little particularly thought out. Esverlyn found herself in Maulem unsure of herself where exactly she was to go next—though she was confident she wanted to be there. However, she certainly had a plan: Find a place to stay, land a Job to start building up money of her own, and study during her free time to commit to building a future for herself.

At this age, Esverlyn was 5’7” and had gone through puberty early; with a rehearsed way of speaking that she developed while managing retail, she was convinced that she could pass as someone much older.

But a twelve-year-old, even one the real experiences Esverlyn had, is nowhere fit enough to take on the real world alone. She ended up renting out in a motel for a few days, but was unable to realize either of her other two goals. She found herself unable to commit to teaching herself, slacking off and procrastinating instead of any dash attempt of hitting the books. And this, in addition to being able to find a job, caused her to run out of money and lose her place to stay as well, all without accomplishing anything. She was now on the streets and with nowhere to go. She resisted admitting defeat, but as things clearly became hopeless, she knew she would have to return home. About a month had passed in total. She stowed away on a train unable to pay the fare this time and returned to Yaga. However her parents, feeling betrayed by her abandonment, heartlessly refused to accept her back. They had survived without her, but they generally knew that Esverlyn herself had known how incredibly important she was to their family’s well-being. Esverlyn admitting she had forsaken them for a better future only led to further outrage.

Knowing of the brutal winters in Yaga and feeling as though there was less opportunity there, she once again stowed away on a train and returned to Hearth. Now she was worse off when she had came there the first time; No money to start out with, and the knowledge that she was completely on her own. The next few years would be hard on Esverlyn as she did what she could to survive. A depressed soul, she began to feel as though she didn’t know what she was going to do with her life; She repented on how she blundered her first arrival to Hearth—if she had just known what exactly she wanted to be, maybe she could have gotten it right the first time. Her consciousness detached from what she was doing. She found herself in Levitt heights now, the poorest and most illicit of Hearth’s neighborhoods. Continuing to pass off as much older, Esverlyn began to use her naturally attractive body for money, working in a strip club.

Then Mahm found her when she was 16 and took her under her wing. Esverlyn was provided with food, utilities, and a place to stay, and all of it for herself—far more than she had ever had in those past four years. In exchange for this, Mahm made her one of her agents. And instead of floundering in the streets of Levitt Heights she began working with Mahm to help her regain control of Ameniah. Anything she needed to do her job, Mahm provided. Mahm sent her to work for people and relay the information she gathered. Esverlyn then became employed for other people while doing everything Mahm told her to do. This earned money for herself, money that she could use to build a life for herself. Eventually, Esverlyn earned enough money to fully cement her own, legitimate life albeit under Mahm’s guidance. She was able to leave Mahm’s hospitality under her own weight, with her own home and her own personal property with employment. And all of a sudden, Esverlyn found herself once again able to strive towards the success she once set out to achieve four years ago. She still knew that for her to be something, she would still need to have a dream for it all to matter. But she knew Mahm had given her one: To be a Hero. For gaining control of Ameniah and saving the Dualics would make her the Hero Ameniah desperately needed.

After Mahm’s defeat, Esverlyn abruptly backs out of the dream she and Mahm set to achieve of gaining control of Ameniah and demands that Chad be the one to lead the agents. She states that it never actually was her dream. That she has no stake or caring for the Dualics. She knows that Mahm only ever helped her out for it to be in exchange for her servitude, not because Mahm ever had a truly selfless heart. To her, it’s not like that ever was a secret. However, Esverlyn then comes to the realization and weeps: Her hospitality was far from the greatest gift Mahm gave her, so what did it matter if might not have been from generosity? What Mahm had really given her was purpose. There were numerous things she would never have experienced had Mahm never shared her dream (Meeting Enforidus, in particular,) and all of it were things she had been legitimately proud of herself to have done. If it were up to Esverlyn, then, perhaps, she would have continued to live a meaningless existence, no matter her method to make ends meet. This was something for her to have pride over. It was that dream she shared that made Esverlyn who she was now, and without it, she would still be nothing more than that naïve child she was when she was twelve years old. To throw away that dream would be to throw away all the progress she felt like she had made in the now ten years they’ve worked together. Progress she was proud of. So who cares if it’s not truly hers? Like it or not, she cannot back out of that dream now. She must fulfill it, only then can she then pursue a dream of her own and keep reaching greater heights. She then commits to leading the Agents in Mahm’s absence.

Esverlyn has promised herself that she will make amends with her family once she has made a name for herself; She knows that cannot happen if she does not become a Hero. She has never blamed them for disowning her, and she hopes to one day atone for her mistake.