Koh was a diminutive gnome of twenty summers, her lithe frame barely reaching four feet, with sharp features framed by tangled auburn curls and eyes like smoldering embers that betrayed her warlock pact. Clad in a tattered cloak of midnight blue embroidered with flickering flame motifs, she moved through shadowed alleys with the grace of a lifelong thief, her fingers often tracing illusory masks across her face to slip unnoticed among marks. Orphaned young in the underbelly of a sprawling city, Koh had honed her skills as a cutpurse before a forbidden tome granted her dominion over suggestion and fire, binding her to a pact that whispered chaos into her soul. Her sole companion was a flickering familiar, a wisp-like imp named Flick that perched on her shoulder, its glowing form her only confidant in a world of betrayal. Chaotic and neutral in her whims, Koh craved autonomy and hidden power, yet her criminal past and the imp's insidious counsel isolated her from true alliances. She wielded suggestion to bend wills in smoky taverns, masked her identity to evade pursuers, and unleashed bursts of infernal flame against those who crossed her path. This cunning dance sustained her freedom amid constant threats from guild rivals and the pact's growing hunger, leaving her to wander endlessly, ever the unpredictable force in a realm of fragile order.