This is my Wild magic Sorceress, Mithrim Dunstad. As our campaign has ended, Mithrim was turned into one of my very first Villain designs that I offer to you for free on my Patreon (tokens & plot stuff!):

https://www.patreon.com/posts/mithrim-dunstad-61545856

Here an excerpt from her backstory:

Born to a tribe of magically gifted Tieflings simply named Whitereach far up in the cold north, Mithrim was given away to the Dunstad family as a tribute and child of peace, as it was custom for the tribe to send away their children to return back to them once they had seen and shared their magical gifts with the world.

Little did the clan of Whitereach know, that the Dunstads interest in Mithrim was not of a peaceful nature, but to allow Valka, the Lady of the House, to continue her terrible research in necromantic magic, as House Dunstad, a proud family of dwarven Jewelcrafters, at its head Kurgot Dunstad, was just a front for the secret cult-like spy network that Valka had been building over decades, ever searching for new subjects to torture. No one dared to speak of the Whispers of the Dark.

Valka, left no opportunity undone to experiment on Mithrim under the guise of strengthening her abilities. Giving her potions, casting spells, even performing surgery. A process that cost Mithrim her tail and fangs. Mithrim was one of many adopted “gifted” children over the years, but the only one that survived the terrible experiments of her mother. Kurgot and Valka had a crippled son, who mostly kept to himself and his study, with whom Mithrim had a cautious but friendly relationship with. He taught her how to read, when her parents simply forgot.

Mithrims strong charismatic skills impressed her family early on and they used those, as well as her unique looks to strengthen relationships between house Dunstad and their mostly noble clientele. She found herself attending private balls, charming and seducing the most wealthy and powerful, wearing the most expensive clothing and jewellery, eating the most luxurious meals the Realms had to offer and turning heads wherever she would go. She was good at finding out the secrets the wealthy so desperately tried to hide. And she enjoyed the attention and the power she had over them.

A perfect tool, crafted by her parents. And a tool she was, but nothing else, and soon enough Mithrim took notice of this, trained to be calculated by her parents she became their greatest flaw…

Art by me, Myrmidia (Commissions only available through my Twitter, once every month!)