History

When he was a little boy, Sam Vimes had thought that the very rich ate off gold plates and lived in marble houses.

He’d learned something new: the very VERY rich could afford to be poor. Sybil Ramkin lived in the kind of poverty that was only available to the very rich, a poverty that was only available to the very rich, a poverty approached from the other side. Women who were merely well-off saved up and bought dresses made of silk edged with lace and pearls, but Lady Ramkin was so rich she could afford to stomp around the place in rubber boots and a tweed skirt that had belonged to her mother. She was so rich she could afford to live on biscuits and cheese sandwiches. She was so rich she lived in three rooms in a thirty-four-roomed mansion; the rest of them were full of very expensive and very old furniture, covered in dust sheets.

Later Years

The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money. […] The mansion was was full of this big, solid furniture, bought by her ancestors. It never wore out. She had whole boxes full of jewellery which just seemed to have accumulated over the centuries. Vimes had seen a wine cellar that a regiment of speleologists could get so happily drunk in that they wouldn’t mind that they’d got lost without a trace.

Lady Sybil Ramkin lived quite comfortably from day to day by spending, Vimes estimated, about half as much as he did.

Trivia

• She was inpired by Miu Iruma (danganronpa character) and MC Pipokinha (a brazilian singer);
• All of his inventions are off his own bat.
• There's no such cat in the metropolis. He holds all the patent monopolies for performing surprising illusions.
• The greatest magicians have something to learn from Mr. Mistoffolees' conjuring turn.
• You see it one moment, but then - it is gone! But you'll find it next week, laying out on the lawn.

Aesthetics

Relationships

NAME OF CRITTER  / RELATIONSHIP STATUS

"If there’s one thing a wizard hates, it’s having to wait while the person in front of them is in two minds about coleslaw. It’s a salad bar, they say, it’s got the kind of stuff salad bars have, if it was surprising it wouldn’t be a salad bar, you’re not here to lookat it. What do you expect to find? Rhino chunks? Pickled coelacanth?"

NAME OF CRITTER  / RELATIONSHIP STATUS

“He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting 'All the Gods are bastards.”