This is my story.

Birth name: Keeva.
Acquired name: YooQi - from her adoptive mother.
Parents: Unknown Blood Legion Charr. Both loyal soldiers who died by Kralkatorrik after DE's fail.
* Adoptive: Keya Xunshen - human of Canthan descents.
Age: 24.
Birthplace: Ascalon, Blazeridge Steppes. (During the war with humans.)
Farar: -.
Primus: -.
Legion: Blood, birth-wise, but never participated to any activity.
Current home: Lion's Arch.
Occupation: Black Lion Trade Specialist.
Idol: Evon Gnashblade.
Profession: Elementalist.
Order: Unknown.
Warband: None.

"I lost my parents so early I couldn't even learn their names. It happened on that same, cursed day, as when many other chart — as well as various creatures — found their end by the hand of Kralkatorrik. When the so-called 'great heroes' of Tyria, Destiny's Edge, failed in their only one task. They only caused more troubles than they ever solved and what was of them? Atrocious punishments? Exile? No. Just back to their homes to get their shiny promotions, while many others lost their chances to ever see their homes again. Is that how it works? I've always been taught mistakes are to pay for, one way or another. Mr Brimstone wouldn't be so forgiving if I failed to deliver him the weapon he chose, ain't it?" Someone's bitter.
"My mother was a fine woman, of the good ones. When I was found, it was her to insist my life to be spared. I was just a cub, I could barely understand what was happening around me. I will never know how things went, that day, I just know that my parents were gone and someone else took me.
My mother had to leave her home in Ebonhawk, where she was living at the time, in order to protect me from the other humans who'd likely kill me and even her.
We moved to Lion's Arch, where we found our home. This city has welcomed us and gave us to live, that's more than Citadel, Ebonhawk or that shiny Queen of Divinity's Reach have ever done.
I received a good instruction and learnt, on my own, how dumb Charr are." Mocking chuckle.

"I am a Charr.
In this world of constant battle - I am NOT the deadliest weapon of all, Elder Dragons are.
I respect no authority — but the maths of every monetary transaction.
With gold — I've killed my gods, I claimed a home in Lion's Arch and planted mocking laughter on the face of those who criticised me for my lifestyle.
Yet, if I waver — it could slip through taxation.
PROFIT AT ANY COST!
The Blood Legion is my — burden.
The Blood Legion is my — total indifference.
We Charr are born into battle, we live in the fields of war and I — will definitely NOT set a foot in a battle, let alone die fighting.
I'm a merchant, a trader, first line specialist — I face the customers head on.
I've earned the respect of my comrades and forged alliances I can call in time of need — that sounds decent enough!
In the Black Lion Trading Company, we are taught the meaning of the word — PROFIT. I am relentless.
Let the Charr die in their useless battles, let the Humans cry for their deaf gods — I will not stop trading until the only merchant with a villa in Southsun Cove is me.
This is my story."