Height: 5 ft 3 in
Weight 115 lbs
Parents: deceased
Siblings: None
Spouse: none

Isabel thrives in the dark arts. Dark magic, hexes, death, these are the things that she lives for. Call her a witch, a dark mage, whatever you desire. They are just titles that she feels does not define her. Her magic has been highly sought by many. Kings, noblemen and even commoners. Her potions and hexes have helped turn the tides of battles. Killed kings and have been used for mass murder. And not once has she felt an ounce of remorse for anything she's done. This was her art, this was her craft. Whatever people did with her creations were on their head not hers. Isabel has always lived a life of blissful anonymity. Most would assume that someone of her nature would live in a dark dank swamp. In a rickety old house at the edge of the putrid swamp water. But in truth Isabel lives in a nice small village south of one of the larger kingdoms of the land. She works as a farmhand, tending to the animals and crops as needed. Isabel has two sides to her. The kind, sweet and respectful side that most knew. And a darker more ominous side that only a few people knew of. These people were her messengers, her connections to those who wished to utilize her services. Isabel is aware of the fact that there are those out there who'd like to see her dead. And there are those who wish to take her for their own personal use. It's because of these things that Isabel chooses to live her life the way that she does. But for Isabel it is not all that bad, she does gain quite a bit of joy out of tending to the livestock on the farm. Animals perhaps being her one and only real joy in life.