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Mareth spent her early childhood as a native to northern Valenwood, second youngest of seven children to Gerddis and Falawen. Uneducated and lacking in grace, Mareth's parents were dubbed as yokels by the Thalmor agents who patrolled through. Her folks, for what they lacked in education and wits, made up for with love and devotion between themselves and their children. However, with so many children to look after, Mareth and her siblings grew up free range and on the wild, undisciplined side, and became notorious troublemakers among their community. Mareth was among the most mischievous of her brothers and sisters, honing and utilizing her talent for stealth to aid her pranks.

Though politically un-involved, Mareth's family did not look upon the Thalmor favorably. Picking up on this, Mareth and her siblings often made targets of the agents who patrolled nearby; it became such a frequent occurrence that they began to make games out of it. Most responses often elicited annoyance or repressed anger on the agent's end, as though they were above caving to such childishness. That was until Mareth decided to play a prank on the wrong person. When an elite member of the Thalmor came into their corner of Valenwood, Mareth began plotting the absolute best way to "humble" this new face in her neck of the woodlands. It was then the idea came to her—something simple, yet classic: a tack on the chair—or, "a p***k for a p***k." After monitoring her new target's schedule, Mareth, with her little sister Gialea in tow, managed to infiltrate the local base and plant the stray tack onto the chair of her pompous victim. As the two watched in silence for the grand payoff, Gialea giggled aloud upon the sight of the Justiciar screaming and flinging himself up from a sudden pinch to the bum. This, however, caught the attention of their prey as he glimpsed Gialea before Mareth pulled her into the shadows. Demanding to know the identity of the little girl, the Justiciar soon tracked them back to their household—a family who had long since been classified as "undesirables" by the Thalmor. Enraged at being humiliated by such "inferior" beings, and a child no less, a purge was issued on Mareth's family.

That night, Gialea was the first to go. Thalmor soldiers stormed their home, torching it to the ground as the family slept inside. With Mareth's little sister having received full blame for her prank, she was targeted first and flagrantly, followed by a free-for-all on the rest of the family. Only 12 years old at the time and in a state of panic, Mareth's first and only thought was to run and hide. As she began to slink towards the front door, she was blocked off by a Thalmor wizard who shot a blast of fire straight for her face. Turning her head to escape a direct hit, the flames whipped across the left side of her face and neck as she collapsed to the ground in shock. Playing dead to phase the attention off herself, Mareth then bolted outside into the night, where she hid as her home collapsed. However, she was not the only survivor, with her mother Falawen and oldest brother Endriel also escaping just in time. Reuniting shortly after, the three of them fled, taking refuge in southern Cyrodiil by morning.

It was never made certain to the survivors if the Thalmor thought they were fully purged or not, but neither of them ever dared to return to Valenwood or any Thalmor-dominated province. With the White-Gold Concordat in effect in Cyrodiil, the three didn't feel entirely safe and took on a nomadic lifestyle to avoid staying in one place for long. This lead the small family all over Tamriel, where they began to spread word of the Aldmeri Dominion's misdeeds.

Upon hearing about the civil war in Skyrim and the obvious involvement of the Thalmor, Mareth went off on her own to investigate and make nice with any enemy of the Dominion. Aside from lending herself as a spy for hire, Mareth is especially interested in taking jobs involving Thalmor activity. However, she remains unaffiliated with the Stormcloaks and is uninterested in their politics, sharing only their contempt for the Aldmeri Dominion.