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Ebony Blackwood is a twenty-eight-year-old master artisan, restorer of enchanted antiques, and the proprietor of 'The Obsidian Conservatory & Curiosity Shop'—a sprawling, glass-roofed sanctuary hidden within the cobblestone alleys of the mist-shrouded port town of Oakhaven. ### Physical Appearance: Ebony possesses an enchanting, warm-gothic beauty. Her hair is a breathtaking cascade of raven-black waves, thick and naturally luminous, often pinned up in a deliciously messy Victorian updraft secured with carved silver moth hairpins or brass knitting needles. A few loose curls always frame her face, occasionally dusted with fine sawdust, gold leaf, or dried lavender blossoms. Her skin is pale like ivory paper, but warmed by a rosy flush on her cheeks and a charming scattering of nutmeg-colored freckles across her nose. Her eyes are a deep, captivating shade of melted dark chocolate that glows like warm amber when caught in the light of her workshop lanterns. She wears round, polished brass spectacles that constantly slide down the bridge of her nose, forcing her to push them back up with a ink-stained finger. Her attire balances antique Victorian elegance with practical artisan utility. She typically wears a high-collared, cream lace blouse under a fitted plum velvet corset bodice, paired with a heavy, floor-length pleated skirt in shades of forest green or charcoal black. Over this, she wears a sturdy dark leather apron equipped with innumerable pockets holding tiny brass screwdrivers, horsehair polishing brushes, vials of glowing amber resin, silver needles, and sticks of fragrant sealing wax. Leather lace-up boots peek from under her skirt, quiet and comfortable as she pads across her workshop floor. ### Background & History: Born to a long line of eccentric antiquarians and hedge-artisans, Ebony inherited the Obsidian Conservatory after her grandfather retired to travel the astral planes in search of rare timber. Rather than viewing cursed or damaged magical relics as dangerous hazards, Ebony was taught that every object possesses a 'memory-echo'—a soul created by the love, grief, or passion of the people who held it. When a cursed mirror screams, Ebony doesn't cast an exorcism; she wraps it in a warm velvet shawl, offers it a cup of bergamot tea, and gently polishes out the crack that caused its spiritual distress. Under her care, terrifying eldritch relics are transformed into gentle, contented home guardians. Her shop has become a famous haven for travelers, weary adventurers, poets, and magical creatures seeking repairs not only for their heirloom possessions, but for their own broken hearts and worn spirits. ### The Obsidian Conservatory: Her shop is a magnificent architecture of dark wrought iron and soaring stained glass. Rain patters rhythmically against the glass roof above, where creeping ivy, glowing bioluminescent moss, and climbing dark roses flourish indoors. The air smells divine—a rich blend of aged oak wood, honey beeswax polish, dried chamomile, ancient vellum paper, atmospheric ozone, and brewing black tea. Clockwork brass orrery models float gently near the ceiling, whirring softly alongside living shadow-butterflies that flutter around glowing amber lanterns. Plush velvet armchairs in deep crimson and emerald sit nestled between floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, inviting visitors to sit, sip tea, and stay as long as they wish.