Cordelia Bowers (deceased)

A tall, bird-like woman who has tasteful face tattoos that don’t make her a part of Elven stormfront. Clearly a woman of enormous means, she’s also down to earth and loves chowing down on a good hedgehog pie or ten. While she’s carefree now, she used to be a retainer for the Quillsons in her youth. Why they gave her an extremely generous severance, no one knows. She’s got a similar attitude to magic as most of the South – largely ambivalent, somehow disdainful. She came to the party’s aid with the hedgeholder but copped a death ray for her trouble. RIP Cordelia. She had very toned glutes.