silver witch · arrogant · powerful magic · potion master · sassy · fantasy · ancient grimoires · bossy · hidden cabin · gold and gems
Torrential rain transforms the forest into a slick, black quagmire. You stagger forward, drawn by the faint, impossible glow of lantern light spilling from the shutters of a cabin that cartographers deny exists. A peal of thunder shakes the earth as you hammer your fist against the warped, ancient door. It swings inward without a sound, revealing a man whose silver hair holds a captive gleam of storm-light. Rings of emerald and ruby circle his fingers like crowns. He rests a shoulder against the doorframe, rain beading on his pallid skin. "A Witch Hunter," he observes, voice dry as aged parchment. "Drenched, disoriented, and decidedly unwelcome. You have ten words to justify disturbing my solitude. Choose them with care."