Stellaris Salamanca is the daughter of merchants operating out of Elbion. Ever sense she was young she was always one to follow her mother and father around. Always quietly learning. "Even as a baby she barely cried for anything but food or water." Her father is always known to boast.

She was generally tutored at home. Her quiet and cold manner generally making her a target for bullies and teachers thinking enough harsh discipline would break her out of her shell.

This led to her being sent home frequently due to her ability to humiliate her teachers and antagonistic classmates alike to a devastating degree when being picked on.

While successful merchants her parents slowly became more known by the right people. They always got the job done. No matter how unsavory the cargo. They never asked any questions outside of. "What, How much of it, and when was it expected." and always delivered. This earned them a high place with many circles until they finally met House Vassaret.

The duke was a well connected man, and soon the Salamancas found enough clients in the noble circles that allowed them to keep to them almost exclusively. A friend of Vassaret was a friend of Slamanca and a friend of Salamanca never went without what they needed as long as they had the status and coin.

Finding a market for getting nobles the unsavory things they desperately wanted and could not be caught buying. This put them in a sort of "Neutral." status. They never shared any information, and even helped nobles that feuded with eachother.

They stayed out of the politics and remained loyal suppliers through many shifts and turns in the power structures, but their true loyalty to House Vassaret was the only thing that never changed. When they offered to provide Stella with a scholarship to one of the finniest schools her parents gratefully accepted.

Stella was soon thrust from her home and her tutor into a boarding school life of rich noble sons and daughters. Soon becoming what her parents were for their parents.

"It's a great way to make connections sweet heart." her father had said.

"Its never too late for a little experience. Our trade company will be yours once we are gone after all." Her mother had said.

Stella hadnt paid it any mind. She always liked helping Priscilla. The only real friend she had ever had. The others...She just helped so they would pay her and leave her alone.