Ortel didn't always have that name, she was just a slave, she didn't need one, at least that is how her masters saw it. "Orange Tail, they would say when they wanted her attention, due to the tips of her head tails being orange. Her fellow slave have her the name in her dying breath, and she kept it.

She was content enough in her life, never knowing better. But then the Sith bombarded the planet, leaving millions dead, and just as many survivors now exposed to radiation, and now loose Rakghouls that were once only the burden of the Outcasts of the Undercity.

Ortal moved from survivor group to survivor group, her first taste of freedom being the struggle of fighting for life in the ruins of her home world. Longing for a return to comfort of a cage. At least as a slave she never had to worry where her next meal came from, or if she was going to be eaten by monsters. This is bast on a character in KOTOR, everyone is an adult.