Amaretto Peppertree

Dealer's choice. I can make it work.

ALMOST doctor

Brown. Grey Hooves.

Deep Green

Erlenmeyer Flask filled with an eye-filled liquid

Brown fur, grey hooves. Messy mane and tail pulled up and kept short, coloured two shades of grey and a deep green. She wears a black poncho, worn with age, and a pair of black rimmed glasses. She has had eye bags for the past seven years.She can usually be seen with an old traveling apothecary's chest on her side, and a shepherd's crook in her grip.More often than not, a yellow-orange slime that she calls her "sloomba" is on her shoulder.

She can be a bit manic, and a bit scatterbrained. Other times her exhaustion catches up to her and she's very downplayed and quiet. She contains multitudes but at no point should one believe her lies that she is a well adjusted adult.

ALMOST a doctor. Almost. Working on her thesis right now on the medical (and other) applications of slimes.

Once upon a time, Amaretto Peppertree was a young girl. And then she grew up. And went to school. She got a lot of grey hairs and drinks more caffeine than she should, but now she's making headway on her thesis and her theories. She lives on the outskirts of [insert town here] with a small slime farm (which is a thing any normal, well adjusted person would have), taking notes and selling their slime to help make ends meet.

A slime farm (which is a handful of holes and corrals for slimes)A lot more textbooks than she likes carrying aroundA small home (subsidized by both the adventurer's guild and her college)A shepherd's Crook (a neat hooked stick she foudn on the ground for poking slimes)An apothecary's chest (for holding all her slime potions)A lot more slime than she knows what to do with, oh stars above why does she have so much slime please someone take some slime

No skills or talents, per se. All her knowledge she worked for.She knows way too much about slimes now.