This guy is my witch on the Discworld Mud.

His magic is much more quality-of-life than combative, though he tends to be a bit flashier than the average coven witch.
He is quite adept at illusions, and because his illusions are able to reach visual, tactile, auditory, olfactory, and gustatory senses, it can be almost impossible to determine his illusions from his other magic.
He is training in voodoo, and getting pretty good at it.
He always has a varied collection of imps that sometimes help him with his occult practices, but more commonly just make idle nuisances of themselves. He enjoys their company though, and always seems to find himself in the company of new ones. In fact, he's usually so overflowing with imps that he'll gladly give you one if you ask nicely.

His persistent, loyal companion Silkbelly the dragon is almost always nearby, seeking to help in anyway he can in return for treats.
His familiar [Redacted] is a rather evil-looking black cat who is very much his own person and occasionally wanders off for his own misadventures.


Also, though its not a major thing, I should note that his gender is a hazy territory. He was born a male. But Granny, the head witch refuses to train men. (She thinks men don't have the right intuitions for witchery). As such, during his initiation his soon-to-be-mentor, the Voodoo Mistress, placed him with a curse that swapped his bits. He still looks the same, except for in the pants, and he still considers himself male (except around Granny), & he prefers pronouns he/him.