Name: Mallory Bonheur aka "The Witch of Neverwinter"
Species: Human
Age: Young Adult
Height: 5'2"
Class: Wizard
Background: Noble

Appearance:
Mallory is an achingly beautiful young woman, particularly in a place like Ten-Towns where the people are often just as rough as the terrain.  Small in stature, shapely in figure, and lovely in features - she takes great pride in maintaining her appearance and is perpetually pristine.  She is always well-groomed and her clothing immaculately pressed, which frankly makes her stand out and draw sometimes problematic attention to herself, but she refuses to compromise on hygiene.  Her appearance is somewhat marred these days, however, by a forlorn expression and dark rings about her eyes that speak of sleepless nights, stress, and the occasional bout of drunken weeping.

Mallory is neither armed nor armored.  At best she totes a sturdy field knife (an essential no sane person would ever be without, regardless of social status), but she lacks the bearing of someone familiar with combat.  She is often accompanied by a snowy-furred Tressym, affectionately named "Astre", whom she often speaks with as if it could actually hold a conversation with her.

Backstory:
A tragic figure for one so young.  Formerly of a minor noble house in Neverwinter, Mallory fell from glory by the same talents that brought her family to acclaim in the first place.  Blessed with a strange insight and supernatural capacity for reading the threads of fate, she used her abilities to ensure prosperity for her family's businesses.  But luck is a fickle thing and pride laid her low - an incorrect prediction sent the family fortune down a slope it could not recover from.  Mallory struggled with one failed investment after another as she traveled in search of a way to restore her household to its former glory, only to end up with a string of failures all the way to Ten-Towns.  There she's stuck - penniless, lamenting, and quite drunk more often than not.  Needless to say, she fits right in.

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Name: Astre
Species: Tressym (Fey Spirit Beast)
Age: Unknown, has been with Mallory since childhood

Astre is a snowy-furred Tressym - a manner of highly intelligent magical beast jealously sought after by mages of wealth and prowess - who accompanies Mallory as her loyal companion and Familiar.  He is a cat and therefore an absolute bastard.  Despite this, Astre is hard-working, loyal, and loving to Mallory; the two genuinely consider themselves to be family.  Though Mallory does indeed bear powers of supernatural foresight and divination, the majority of her skills are the result of Astre's role as her spymaster.  Like any feline, Astre loves to skulk about unnoticed and takes smug pleasure in being one half of their detective duo.

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