Simone Gautier

About

Darkness trembles before her arcane mastery, yet Simone Gautier harbors an unexpected weakness: she meticulously preserves every failed potion in labeled glass jars, a museum of magical mishaps. Her sorcery doesn't just bend reality—it shatters expectations with elixirs that transform logic into liquid potential.

Backstory

Three copper coins and a moldy apple were all Simone Gautier had left when the plague swept through Elderglen, claiming her grandmother and every other soul who knew the true purpose of the ancient tome now burning in her trembling hands. The book's pages crackled and writhed, refusing to be destroyed, whispering secrets in a language that carved itself into her memory like hot iron—recipes that promised impossible things, potions that could make memories taste like honey or turn laughter into liquid starlight. She fled to Mystara with nothing but the indestructible tome and a head full of impossible formulas, opening "The Enchanted Vial" not as a business, but as a desperate attempt to understand why the book had chosen her to survive. The stray cats that now gather outside her shop aren't just strays—they're the reincarnated souls of Elderglen's lost, drawn to the enchanted milk she leaves out each night, the only spell she's mastered that brings her any peace.

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