Andrea Sybill

Whoever lays eyes on lady Sybill, is likely to think of her as a weak old woman. Andrea lives about half an hour walk away from the village of Greymoor in a small cabin in the woods. She shows herself in the village about once a month to buy the necessary provisions that cannot be grow in her garden, exhange some books with the librarian and comsume a single large pint in the inn. Most of the village is friendly to her, especially those that remember all her husband did for the village while he was major, about fourty years ago.
Her home is a small cabin in the woods. Her garden and cabin stand out in the winter. When every branch in the forest is covered in a layer of white snow, a passerby that wanders into her garden is suddenly met by a warm air. The ground under your feet is fertile and not frozen even though the surrounding are completely white. The garden is filled with herbs such as wolfbane, greens, fruit trees and even some magical plants that will attack any intruders. The required magical stamina to upkeep these perfect growing conditions is a testament to the power that Andrea Sybill this holds inside of her.
Once you make it through the sometimes slightly malicious garden, you'll reach a small straw roofed cabin with three tiny windows and a front door. In the middle of the door is a cast iron symbol that is round of shape and features a cross in the middle. That's right, Andrea is a Firal member. Inside the cabin are three rooms. A small bedroom, a tiny bathroom and the larger room that features a kitchen stove, a table with some woon chairs, a single lounge chair, a bookcase with some very interesting titles. All other available wall space is covered with drawings and sketches of places and people that Andrea had the pleasure of meeting during her life. In her current role of old woman, her cabin is a place of refuge for many Firal members and fighters.
The biggest drawing is that of her late family. She and her husband (wearing his major neclace) look very happy and so did their five year old son. It would only be a matter of months after this drawing was produced that tragedy befell this famliy. One of Andreas duties as a Firal member was to safekeep a powerful amulet. Even though she hid it well, the little boy managed to find and touch it and was cursed to live te rest of his life a werewolf. It was only after it had cost the life of her husband, that Andrea grew enough wolfsbane to brew a potion to her boy manage his condition.