Findle Abernathy

Streghetta

• An old and timeless soul with roots buried deep in the earth. The promise of a luxurious tail trailed behind all four-foot-something of her, neglected for diligent grooming. Wilder still was the brambling of dark bistre hair, smelling of white sage and old bones and likely the ideal place to stow secrets. The plump physique, in its trio of browns, had been enrobed in multiple layers of wool and corduroy - sturdy, dark and practical in its make. A pair of round, thin-rimmed spectacles softened whatever criticizing glance was cast with narrowed eyes.

• Inventory

  - 3 books
  

  {Abernathy Grimoire}
  {The Botanist's Encyclopedia}
  {Thrimbolc's Field Guide to Charms and Hexes}
  - A small wooden case full of various vials and bottles - half of them containing liquids of sorts.
  - A wooden mortar and pestle
  - Several satchels of dried herbs
  - A pouch of unrefined quartz and amethyst chunks
  - A finger bone. Upon closer inspection, it is of canine origin.
  - A water skin
  - A ball of twine

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