Marquette was cold that day. This was perhaps a sign of bad things to come in his life, as it was on that cold September night in 1982 that Julia Václava Haas was born. Her father had missed her birth. He had spent the time during her mothers labor getting intoxicated in the near by bar. That was the kind of man her father was. He was never interested in his wife or daughter, and spent most of the time around them drinking, while barely taking the time out of his day to notice either of them, unless it was to scream and beat on them. Julia's childhood was a roller coaster of unhappiness and abuse. Day in and day out she dealt with the physical and mental torture she was subjected to. It was not only the child that was abused, and Julia frequently saw her fathers handiwork on her mother. Things were looking up for Julia when she entered into the public education system, but only for a short while. The abuse still continued while at home, and it didn't take long for the kids at her school to take notice, and start to do so themselves. Eventually, her mother took enough self confidence in herself, and asked for a divorce. Haas's father was shaken and disturbed by the news. Little did she know at this point that his soon to be ex-wife had already fallen for someone else, his best friend. The abuse she experienced from her father grew exponentially, as his alcoholism started to effect him even more so than before. He used Julia as a mental and physical punching bag, to relieve himself of his anger, and alcohol for the depression he felt. Julia would go back and forth between her mother's and her father's house every other week. Her mother had finally remarried, and things were happy for Haas when she was with her mother, but once the week had ended, things changed. To escape the abuse that he experienced both in school and at home, Julia spent time in the woods and the river behind her house, hunting squirrels and fishing for Pike, bullheads and rock bass. If she wasn't out hunting or fishing, Haas would keep to her room, playing chess alone, reading political pieces, or writing music. This was the only escape she would have as a child and into her teenage years. The kids at her school had grown craftier in their abuse of Haas, and it was starting to take it's toll. She pushed through the abuse from the kids and her father, and once she was old enough, she packed up his belongings, and left to stay with her mother and stepfather permanently. Since her mother didn't pursue child custody through the courts, there was very little her father could do in regards to Julia's decision to leave home. Haas graduated high school, never knowing what it was like to have close friends. She kept to herself through her education as a way to escape the torment she experienced. Sometimes it worked, but other times it was kindling for the raging fire of abuse she withstood. She went onto study at the University of Michigan, where she majored in Political Science. After graduating, Haas applied and was accepted to the prestigious Georgetown University, where she received a masters degree in Security Studies. Whiles she was attending Georgetown University, her stepfather had collapsed at home in Michigan, where he died of a heart attack. Her mother was destroyed, but she didn't spend the time to try and care for her mother, since she was very busy with her education and career. It was late November, 2006 when Haas received a phone call from her mother. She was calling to convince Haas to fly back to Michigan for the holiday season. She regrets her decision to not visit to this very day. She thought she was being selfish, and didn't care that she had her career and the rest of her life to worry about. After a small argument, she hung up the phone. That was the last time either of them spoke with each other. Two weeks later, she would be found dead, she had committed suicide. Haas stopped functioning. Haas pressed onward. She worked harder than before on her career path. This was the only thing that could keep her sane. A year later, her father would found as well. Haas didn't attend the funeral. Haas just continued on her path toward his career, and shut out the rest of the world. She went on to put herself in the position to have a successful career as a foreign service officer. After her tours, she would eventually be assigned as an Ambassador to the ex-soviet block country, Chernaurs. She had a fiance living with her in Novigrad, and life was going well on her new posting. She was finally starting to adjust and enjoy life when the infection robbed her of happiness.