Born to Aretheia & Locke Cross. Younger sister of Robin Cross.

Morgan had the ideal childhood- one spent in the peaceful village of Viator in Aurelia with her small, tight knit family. She was always somewhat eccentric, be it in the games she played or the company she kept. She was bright, bubbly, outgoing, and beloved by the people she touched and the company she kept. Her eccentricities didn't end with her personality, as she inherited power from her maternal line- the ability to peek into the future, and to change the outcome of it as a result of knowledge. 

It began with a strange dream, one with her and her brother walking in the woods, taking a familiar path over the creek. The wood, having been rotting over the many years, finally gave out from underneath them. Not by any means a dire situation, but still one that frightened her awake. Later, while out in the woods with her brother, they came upon the bridge, and in a confusing moment of deja vu, she stopped, and wondered out loud if it were safe. A moment of inspection revealed the rotten infrastructure, and so they found a way around it. Such similar dreams continued- dreams of the day ahead, of evens she found she could change- some for good, but some unfortunately for ill. It wasn't until the year of her thirteenth birthday when she finally got an explanation from her mother- that she, and all the Cross women before her, could peek behind the curtains, to gaze at fate from where it stretched from horizon to horizon. Such power was something to be envied- it made them valuable Seers. 

And to her mother's horror, her life's dream was realized- to become a court mage for the Aurelian government, a life Aretheia had lived once before and since given up. Regardless of her ambitions, Aretheia sought to teach her the ways of divination and chronurgy as passed down the Cross family line for generations.

Morgan grew into the model wizard- affluent in everything she did, a sponge that wanted nothing more than to taste new magic. She eventually outgrew the home teachings Aretheia had to offer, ate through what limited magic her father could teach her, and made a decision- to go study magic in the city of Waterdeep, in western Aurelia. It would be the first time she'd ever left home alone, but it was a challenge she was ready to undertake. School life was stressful, but she proved herself a model student, praised and hailed for her amazing attunement to the weave and skill in magic thus far. She loved the praise, keeping her head up with her gaze aimed high at the court. A dream she would never be able to realize.

It happened one summer while she was in between semesters, taking a vacation back home with her family who missed her. An unknown group cloaked in black swept through their town, setting fire to homesteads and seeking her mother's head. While Robin stayed behind to help others out, always the underspoken hero, Aretheia and Locke cut their losses and fled, heading west through Aurelia, seeking refuge in Waterdeep where the Cross family was well known. They traveled on foot, with nothing else to their names for quite some time before Aretheia turned back, seeking to tie lose ends. Leaving Locke and Morgan to fend for themselves. 

Even that did not last long- the same blacked cloaked individuals chased them down, separating the two as if systematically, until Morgan was left face to face with a lone man, diamonds carved into his face, with a smile that didn't reach his eye.

...And often enough, that smile haunts her dreams, as she no longer remembers the rest.

Her memory begins where she woke swinging, swaying in the grasp of a snare trap. Disoriented, confused, it was only by the nature of her good luck that someone came across her and let her down. The rogue without a name might have taken advantage of her, stolen her wallet and backpack and left had it not been already raided. But instead, strings pulled from a secret heart of gold, he took her with him to a city just south of Waterdeep, and found her somewhere to stay.

It was here that her new life began- the adopted daughter of a Tiefling and a Half-Orc, a novice with magic that exploded uncontrollably, but she was quite happy despite the gnawing feeling that something was... Missing. She found quick friends in the few people who visited her, enjoyed what the city had to offer, until one day, the auntie her adoptive mother told her about returned home with a strange man. Garbed in black, with deep blue eyes... A man who claimed to be her brother.

It was hard news to swallow at first- but with her memory missing, and photographic evidence that they knew one another, she couldn't help but trust him. Eventually, the three together bid farewell to her adoptive home and returned to Waterdeep, where she resumed her studies and promised herself; she would become even better, aim even higher than the girl with long hair in all their photographs.