Beatryce was born in a small holding north of Bree-town, her mother tended the animals and crops, her father a butcher with an interest in the anatomy. Having helped both parents around the homestead, Beatryce grew up strong and rather handy with knives. After her father’s death, her mother found household tasks difficult and even with her daughters help struggled to provide for the family. Eventually, Beatryce turned to poaching and the odd roadside robbery.

After a failed crop, even her misdeeds weren’t enough to lead the life Beatryce had grown up with. In T.A 3017 she began work under Barliman Butterbur. Despite the extra income, she can still be found checking traps and hiding along lonely roads, a mask over her nose and mouth and a sharp dagger in each hand.  On more than one occasion, the pins in her hair have doubled as a lock picking set for though it may not be necessary, Beatryce finds she rather enjoys the thrill of entering where she’s not wanted and gifting herself anything that appeals to her eye which is then taken home and stored, for harder times when coin is low.

Beatryce inherited a nasty and unpredictable temper from her father and has been known to act on it though thankfully without casualty. This trait leaves her a rather wild card of a companion, as likely to laugh herself to tears over an insult as she is to give a good beating, either with her tongue or her fists. Despite these rather unbecoming features, Beatryce is easy to laugh and tends to be pleasant to all those she meets.