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Alonna hails from Korvosa, where she's been working as an alchemist for most of her life. Her elven father, who taught her the use of the rapier, has been absent for years, leaving no clue as to his location. Her human mother works as a modest perfumer of small repute in Old Korvosa. From a young age, Alonna showed interest in the arcane arts, yet lacked the discipline for wizardry. In childhood, she helped her mother around the store, and when she showed a knack for concocting, her mother managed to secure her an apprenticeship with an aging alchemist who ran a small shopfront. She took to the art quickly, and took over the business when her mentor died.

Between days managing and restocking the shop, Alonna found herself tinkering with new methods, which led her to the discovery of crafting mutagens and bombs (the latter of which was the cause of several missing eyebrows and singed shirts); and paying to scour the spellbooks of visiting Academae students for spells she sought to duplicate as potions. Most of these were failures, but those that worked she transferred carefully to the formula book that now never leaves her side. She gained somewhat of a reputation when she used a bomb to defend herself against a burglar - the charges were eventually dropped, but the neighbouring bookstore never quite recovered.

Alonna has made few friends - most notable is the half-orc trapper, Hammas, who struck up an arrangement - stories of adventure and treasure, in exchange for a place to stay the night and a few potions. As her visits became more and more frequent, the friendship grew, and when Alonna discovered her friend was addicted to Shiver, she took to the streets with a vengeance.

The passion with which she threw herself into her investigation caused her business to suffer. Her customers became fewer, realizing she was out of the shop for too long to be reliable. And when Hammas nearly died of an overdose, Alonna sold the shop to pay for healers from the temple of Abadar. With just enough money left to cover rent for a while, she and her friend moved into a Bridgefront apartment, where the alchemist helped Hammas get clean again.

Though Alonna still manages to peddle her smokesticks and tindertwigs from time to time, she hasn't given up hope of getting her shop back one day. And neither has she given up her plans for revenge. All she has is a name - Lamm, the man who nearly caused the death of her closest friend. Just a name, and a deep burning hatred.