Is that the smell of someone's hair on fire? Perhaps someone spilled ink and hasn't noticed the mechanical scent it's left behind. No, it's. . something far less appealing. Eloise Badawitch, a late bloomer both in height and attendance within Vanorra's halls, someone with more soot than soap and definitely something to prove.

That's the source of that smell.

 

Found in her disastrously put together shed, flicking sparks flying everywhere with her trusty blow torch in hand. This mechanical screw up has more ideas for inventions than social skills, more trouble caused than someone of her talents has any right to do!

 

SHE HAS MORE MALFUNCTIONING DEVICES THAN DAYS IN A MONTH So best you don't pick something up she's put down, who knows what it does..

 

SOME ADVICE?

Getting too close with the redhead has only ended in misfortune, best keep that distance, you want to keep your eyebrows correct?