Enya
The spirits speak to me! They sing the song of Arvum. You people cannot listen! It depresses this old hag. They speak to you too!
Description: Enya stands hunched over, with flowing unkempt grey-white hair, Her skin turning grey and forever lifeless with age. Her eyes, however, pierce the rest of her appearance, constantly looking with laser-focused precision and meaning, a sharp contrast for someone, who in all respects, looks to have gone crazy with age.
Personality: Enya acts like a stereotypical old crazy woman. Consistently speaking in broken sentences, losing her train of thought, and occasionally making no sense at all. However, despite all of this, she surprises from time to time with revelations only possible with the sharpest attention, focus, and wisdom.
Background: An old commoner focused primarily on shamanism and mystical assistance, Enya was adopted into House Blackram as a mystical advisor after giving spiritual council to a member.
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| Name | Summary |
| Everett | A wonderfully grandmotherly figure, just settin' in her rocker, watching the autumn winds ruffle the Arnica. Them as get through life that long are bound to be a storehouse o' Wisdom, from which I ought respectfully learn. She's talking of Spirits and Mystical whatnot, which I do confess be right duly intimidating. Still, if you're scared o' learning, you'll be dumb yer whole life, and that's not a future I want for me, nor me own son. |