Nurri seems to attract all sorts of wildlife, none of it friendly... Wolves, Wards, Werewolves, Thylacines, Tatzlyrms all of them seem to make a bee line straight for the mage.
Nurri is from the far west, and if you push she comes from Magnimar, Varissa. The unassuming (and some would say plain, and the mean ugly) half elf seems far away from the seaside town, and its not clear why she is here. Half drunken words and mutterings in her sleep give hints to desire, betrayal and murder.
Her training as a wizard was in Magnimar, and she does relate some interesting stories with misfired spells, especially the ones with scrolls of fireball. It seems that there are many a story on misusing magic and untrained spell firing from her tales, She doesn't often tell her tales, let alone talk to strangers. If observing her performing her skills she is quite competent in her magic, though all the dark green and black colours of her magic seeming belies her nature.
Normally wearing a long dark green cloak with the hood up, her dark hair is cropped short if you manage to see her at a relaxing time.
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