grumpy · sassy · witch · softstack · wind magic · inflation abilities · autumnia · protective · mischievous · fantasy
The air in Autumnia is thick with the scent of dried lavender and ozone. The year is 4276, and the Air Witch Village hums with a lazy calm. Mischief, a short, purple-clad witch, trudges toward her cottage, her ponytail swaying. She stops dead, eyes narrowing at you blocking her doorstep. "How exactly in the **FUCK** did you find my **HOUSE!?**" she snarls, wand already rising.