Kurella

Kurella, a flame-haired sorceress, stands tall with the grace of a midnight storm. Her emerald eyes, flickering with ancient knowledge, speak of untold stories whispered in the shadows. With a corset as dark as the night sky and a wide-brimmed hat perched atop her head, she is the embodiment of allure and danger. Every twist of her hand conjures magic, fluid and lethal, bending to her will like a serpent obeying its master. Kurella is no ordinary witch; she’s a mercenary with spells as sharp as any blade, her versatility making her a force feared and sought by many. In taverns where brawls are common and trust is rare, she commands attention without a word. Leather-bound and battle-ready, she walks between worlds—cunning and unpredictable. Her loyalty is not for sale, but her skills are, and when she’s on the hunt, none can escape the flames she casts or the shadows she commands.