Born to an icy domain, the daughter of a mighty hunter, Jace and her sister flourished till disaster struck them from their home, ripping away family, ancestral home-land and even the bond of sisterhood, Jace found herself alone in a cruel world, with only a strange man for her company. A man she would eventually go on to love, and to marry, forming a life long bond.
Many places she has called 'home' since the Calamity. None has ever settled her heart truly though she remained devoted to each until circumstance would force her from it. From her, the wheel of enemy, ill-luck and bad circumstance have stolen the packs of; Phoenix Valley, Ichika no Ho-en, Cercatori d'Arte, and Midnight Shores. Each she had loved and lost dear friends, birthed children -- both ill-fated and successfully -- suffered peril and pleasure, trials and tribulations. All are remembered fondly.
Once a warrior of great renown and infamous for her deeds, this woman grows old and beyond her prime, injury uncounted has built to cripple her once sleek and muscled body, leaving her unable to walk without a cane and often frustrated by the cruel ticking of time. Still, her life is not without purpose, and in her age has she softened personable, finding a great deal of grace with the birth of each successive generation. Taking comfort in the growth of her bloodlines, both connected and adopted.
Now she remains in Casa di Cavalieri as an Honored Elder, exempt from chores or work, and yet, neither does she apply herself to the task of relaxation, preferring to spend her time engaged in conversation, or practicing those skills that still remain to her, basket weaving, stone and wood carving, arrow making. Fiercely she loves the children set to her care as 'Gramma Jace', a name both cherished and beloved.