In the Underdark, rules are anything but stagnant. They jumble up and form around the groups of insurgents that rise up and fall down over and over again; ever changing. Of course there are the more populated areas, where dark princes and sinister matriarchs like to make their presence known, but in reality, no group controls the entire sphere. No group has even come close.It was in one of those darker places that she was found- what became of her birth parents would never be known. Not that it matters. Perhaps they met a gruesome fate, or simply abandoned her, or maybe she was stolen away by the very ones who claimed to have saved her. It’s something that would always be a small mystery.
And so Saturn grew up like many others left to the reaches of the darkness- vagrant, urchin, dirty and conniving. Though the way of her existence was a bit more structured than most. Under the powerful crime boss known to her and so many other abandoned children as “Mother”, Saturn was groomed into the world of the black market. Any item you wanted, you could acquire for the right price. The empire Mother had built was forged not upon bones but on artificial blood; the ties the Saturn and the other children felt towards this Mother was as if she really was family. She had given them everything they had, and for most of her time there, Saturn saw her through the rose-colored glasses of a child. But this did not make her any less ruthless in reality. Every decision Mother made was calculated, and at her core she was as dark and selfish as anyone else who had come that far. No one meant anything to her. And this was made apparent, slowly. No one lasted that long.
One day, someone came looking for something that Saturn had- and that Mother felt was her property to give. Her right eye. As she slunk away that day, she did not return at all at first- and it was unclear if anyone noticed Saturn’s absence at all.
But Saturn did come back. As if she had never left, the Mother reached her hand out, but Saturn did not take it. She instead pulled out a blade, and took her Mother’s eyes. Maybe out of respect for the ruthless girl they had grown up next to, the sibling who witnessed it let her walk with her victory. She stepped over her “Mother”, writhing and shrieking on the ground, and without looking at her again or saying one more word, she left the Underdark.