Dinah was born in the Austrian City of Wels to Adara and Meira, a small jewish family with roots in farming. She grew up happily, life was good despite being poor with a small extended family that helped take care of the farm and eek by a living outside of the moderate size town. But as life goes on, so do circumstances outside ones control. A small but potent plague swept through the town, and though Dinah and her father Adara were safe from it, Dinah's mother was not. Most of her extended family fled lest they catch it as well but poor eight year old Dinah stayed with her mother till the end. Adara was inconsolable for well over a year during which the farm fell to ruin and rot, and a nasty series of storm left the house ready to collapse.
Adara decided with rumors of the Jewish people flooding to a small portion of the middle east, Pakistan where once stood the Kingdom of Judah. Though far from an official country or even a large section more and more Jews were headed out that way, so Adara sold off his land and began the three month trek to join his people. Dinah was sad to leave Wels, but hoped for a better future and perhaps more friends that could understand her.
She settled into a small community of people from the area as the spoken language rapidly became Hebrew, since no matter where they came from most spoke it though many also learned the local tongue. Sadly a peaceful life was not long in the making, at around Eleven her father was gunned down by growing anti jewish sentiment from the surrounding Palestinians. Dinah was inconsolable for several weeks if not months until she found a friend whom understood her pain, a small weak Cubone outside of town. She made sure to feed him and the small community that allowed her to keep her fathers small home made sure she and the cubone got enough food to survive.
From that day when not helping in the fields or the markets, Dinah and Asher where inseperable, though she trained every day with her fathers old sword. An heirloom passed down her family, it was old and worn. A Falcata sword a small farming family had never been able to get replaced, which hinted at Celtic roots in her family tree.
By the time she was fourteen she was working in the town guard, and when she was sixteen she was given a gift by the town. A new Sword modeled after her old one, with the Hebrew characters of Dinah engraved on the outside of the hand guard. Rumors began then of the Elders of the community working with other communities about forming an actual land for them, an Israel if you will and Dinah was eager to aid. She was a guard from an Officer from the united states whom was meeting with the councillers, one of many such guards, but during said guarding they were assaulted by a group of enemies.
Wielding small pistols and using Parniard as cannon fodder, They fought a vicious battle and Dinah took her first life that day. She was saved by an unexpected ally though, the young Bisharp opposing her had apparently had enough of being abused and tackled its trainer. Throwing off his aim and allowing Dinah to kill him. She took the Pawniard stained in blood and wounded, nursing him back to health.
Over the following three years they negotiated and worked with the united states and eventually other countries to start a small city in the heart of Palestine. Sadly it was around this time Russia began its assault on Europe with Germany's aid. Dinah, now an experienced Soldier was quickly chosen due to her skill and young age to aid a small group of soldiers to hinder Russia from the sidelines. Now able to speak English from her time with the American officers.
Dinah was given a Blitzle for her excellent duty and sent on a long trip in secret to join up with the Allied forces. Her trusty short sword strapped to her lower back, and a new rifle and pistol included in her gear. She wasn't a fan of war, but she knew what she had to do. And she only hoped this would aid in cementing a relationship with America and helping her people find their own home once and for all.