Sela was born in Tarishitar, the daughter of a potter.. Her family was not the most wealthy, one might call them poor, however they were happy enough and neither Sela nor her parents went hungry. Her father manged to keep both her and her mother fed and clothed. Her mother being a rather indulgent allowed her to have the run of the house. Figuring the facts of life would come for Sela sooner rather than later and she might as well enjoy her childhood for as long as she could manage to do so.
Like most of the children her age she spent her days wondering the streets and playing games. While they were not the sort of people whose children spent all day in school they were not so bad off as her or her pack of friends had to spend their days begging. Although every now and then one of them would have goods to sell to more well off passer bys, even this was seen as a game and made into one by the children.

As she got a little older she made herself useful by running errands for her father who used her as a messenger for his work or by small things from the local market when her mother could not do it herself. For the woman would often find odd jobs as well, to bring in a small amount of coin as Sela got old enough to find for herself for at least part of the day. This was her mothers mistake.

One autumn day when Sela was eight her mother was returning home from the market. Maybe the sight of a poorer woman carrying packages presented a good target, maybe they sat out to cause trouble. No reason was ever given, but her mother was killed, her body fond later removed of her goods and money. This sent Sela's father into a depression. He still did his job but even the small amount of money her mother brought in was missed.

A year later at nine she was deemed old enough to help bring in funds. The good thing about the neighborhood she lived in people were willing to hire small children and not question the reasons behind it all that much. In this case the house that hired her was none for producing courtesans rather than common whores. Sela was far too young for that, but she was used as a servant. Cleaning up, washing clothes, helping in the kitchen and so forth.

She also learned to keep her head down. While the women of the house were kind enough to her, she was still young enough to be viewed as a child, they were less kind to each other and more than once Sela saw the results of those fueds more than once a career was lost over such a thing.

When she was fourteen she was deemed to be pretty enough to secure herself a place at the house. She began years of training with other girls who had been hand picked by the lady of the house. It was something that took years. There was extensive training on how to carry themselves, how to have conversations, grooming, the art of conversation, music, and art, and reading.

At the age of twenty she was deemed to have passed her education. Taking the title "Twilight Beauty." The thoughts of her home and father were distant now, having not seen him for years nor heard from him. The best thing he had did for her was to leave her at the house were at least she was feed and clothed, better than she ever would have been had she remained with him.

Since she has taken to keeping herself in business as a nod to her name and name she has taken to wearing a veil over her face when in public, most often it is a semi sheer black silk or a dark red one, light enough her features may be made out, but thick enough to keep the speaker from seeing them clearly.