Name: Tristiana Putnam
Order: Arcane
Nicknames: Triss, Kitty
Age: 48
Family: Parents: Joseph & Lavender;
Familiar: Pox, an albino cat
Occupation: Fortuneteller
Residence: 32 Ye Olde Road

Quirky and a spazz, Triss does what she wants, when she wants to do it. She's a bit spoiled in that way, but somehow completely lovable. She does things at her own pace and on her own time schedule. One thing to remember about Triss, never ever demand she do something. No matter how hard you push or threaten her, she won't budge, making her one of the most stubborn people in all of Salem, and quite possibly the world. Triss can be sweet and kind, if she so chooses to be, though a lot of the time she just does her own thing. She's usually up for any sort of fun and doesn't mind closing her shop in the middle of the day if it means she can go somewhere else and entertain herself. She has been given the nickname "Kitty" because she likes to snuggle up to people, enjoys lazing herself about and taking frequent naps. She's a bit of a tease with boys, alluding to promises but never making them.

She's a foretuneteller in her own right, able to use tarot cards, crystal balls and tea leaves to tell the future but also discover things about a person as well. A couple of cups of tea and she's got you all figured out. Most of the time that unsettles people so she keeps that information to herself. Her visions of the future aren't always clear, nor are they guaranteed to happen. But normally they do and if she deciphers the symbols they sometimes appear in, they can be eerily accurate. If she has a personal item of the person in her hands, she can get a clearer picture.

Triss is always complimented on her hair. It's long and falls down to her mid-back in naturl waves with a reddish color to it that could easily be confused for a light brown depending on the light. Her eyes are blue and full of life, she's always got a quirky little smile on her face and constantly looks like she's up to no good. She stands at five feet and five inches, not terribly tall but not terribly short either, just somewhere in the middle. She's naturally slender, putting little effort into her physical condition with pale skin which has her avoiding a lot of sunlight to prevent skin damage. She's pretty and youthful, but womanly in her own right.

Pox is an albino cat, his fur is pure white where his eyes are a glazed pink color. Like strawberry whip cream you can find in the refrigerated section of a grocery store. In the dark he sticks out like a sore thumb, but when snow covers the ground he easily blends in. Pox is a surprisingly sensible cat who has his head much firmer on his shoulders than Triss does. However he's fond of her and they even share the same bed, which makes him jealous of any guy that enters into her life.