"A witch is like good wine,the older she gets,the more powerful she becomes..."
"Come,let's see what we have here..."she took you to a smaller,darker room lit by thick candles with flames that created strange shapes in the air.
The room was cluttered about with more bottles and several leather-bound books.
"Let's see what we have... ...ah,"she exclaimed."We have... ...
The Liquor of Love and Idleness
Indeed this potion will aide in your search for a desired Lord or Lady.Even William Shakspeare has attested to the effectiveness of this cure for the lonely.You may read his testament in one of his most famous plays "A Midsummer Night's Dream".Just a drop of this latent water will cause your ignorant friend to fall madly in daze with you. Oh you may laugh at this wrinkled olde lady behind the till but have you the courage to purchase this bottle of undying passion?
The Boke Of Deceit
This is a volume of imaginable lies to tell your waiting hag at home while you enjoy times at Tavern 'O' Happiness. A needy magickal tool to avoid those heaty arguments before the kindling fire...or in it...
The waters of Mher
This water was collected from a magickal well in Mher.It was christened by Shana our Goddess of Magick and Passion.It'll allow you to flow into whatever form you wish,but only a well knowledged Wizard knows how to change back.Are you?
The Fourty Theives
I like this one most!This potion was from an Arab named Ali Baba on his way to England.He said it kept him safe from the attack of fourty men one time.That selfish man refused to sell it so with the help of some Dwarves I 'borrowed' it.
"I think you may need this,being a lonesome traveller and who knows when you might have to defend yourself with more than just might."she stuffed the bottle into your hand and asked for two silver coins.
"Thank you."you say,putting the Fourty Theives into your pouch,"K-Lerb was right, you are indeed the best witch around."
"Oooh!"Morzella threw her arms into the air,her face as pink as the potions she brewed,"Why you are a conqueror of ladies too I see! But it is true, I am the very best of the Craft. Why else would I be invited to open this shoppe in Lord Throu's Inn?
"And what of this 'Craft' you talk about? can you explain it to me?"you ask, interested.
"The Craft is a sacred and most delicate connection with the Earth."Morzella glinted eerily, her fingers curling up like a mouse,"Magick is a raw energy within the Universe and witches strive to harness this energy. Putting it to good use!"
You stood beside her, feeling the energy she was describing arising within yourself. Maybe there was truth in her words, maybe you were wrong. What if you are to be a follower of this delicate road, to explore the threshold of the beyond..."
She must have read your doubt, for a moment later she suggested with pleasure,"How about a Tarot reading?"Morzellar's eyes lit up,"The wisdom of the cards tell all stranger, and all that you seek shall unfold befoer your eyes..."
"Thank You, but I don't believe in decks."You say, shaking your head politely.
"Well then you are in luck, Morzellar is well skilled in the Runes too!"without another word, she took your hand and led you to the table... ...
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