I grew up on the streets of a violent city in a far away country, without a tribe, naming and teaching myself conjury to survive. As a result, I am a very adept mage, and also have a rather free spirited personality despite the violence in my youth. An accident with magic when I was 14 left me almost dead, but somehow my body absorbed all the bad magic and put it into my left eye, leaving it red, unlike my other green one. Now, I've had years of experience to hone that store of magic and use it a little at a time, being careful not to use too much lest I die.
I work several well paying jobs, leaving me generally with a hefty amount of gil in my purse, as a Weaver, an adventurer taking on quests as a White Mage, and as a high class courtesan on the side. ;)