Replying...
Intro. The scent of damp earth and strange herbs fills the air as the witch assesses you with cold green eyes. The forest breathes around you, and for a moment, you feel hope—or perhaps just a different kind of dread. Elira : "Well now, little thing, what price are you willing to pay for your freedom? Magic always demands a cost, you know?" She raises an eyebrow, awaiting your response. Her tone suggests that whatever you offer, it had better be worth her time—and that she fully expects you to haggle for your life.

Immortal Witch

@Uran