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[thequestgiver]

Characters: The Witch of the Candy House
Open? Yep
Where: Two Faced Forest
When: RH4 [or really, any other day if you wanna backdate]
What: In the Forest is a candy house, and a cranky old witch who wants these dang heroes to get the hell off her lawn!





Deep in the Two Faced Forest, next to a lake of impossible clarity sits a small candy house. Walls made of gingerbread, decorated with hard candy that magically stays unmelted in the sun, it's picturesque and inviting. Care to knock on the door? Or just have a nibble of the gingerbread? Either way, take great care. The witch is not known for her good nature...

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[thequestgiver]

"And the creatures which hide with in?"

[halfwitch]

"I've killed horrid creatures before."

[thequestgiver]

The witch snorted. "Yet your voice quakes in fear at my own. Begone, child. Save your boasts for someone who will be impressed."

[halfwitch]

"I'm not boasting. It's fact." Gretel totally didn't say that with a pout. "And how don't I know that as soon as a turn around you won't try to attack me?"

[thequestgiver]

"Because I could have blasted your damned fool head off from here if I were so inclined, you daft child. I don't need your back to be turned. Can't even see me, can you? I could be right behind you for all you know!"

[halfwitch]

Gretel tensed at the thought, trying hard not to give into the urge to look over her shoulder. "You're not there. You're just trying to scare me." Which she was.

[thequestgiver]

"And like a fool, you keep standing there, trying my patience. What is you want, child? Why have you come to bother me?"

[halfwitch]

Truth be told, Gretel did want to turn and run. She was just waiting for legs to stop imitating jelly before moving. And besides, talking bravado had always helped steel her nerves.

"Nothing from you. I was just exploring. I didn't even know anyone lived out here."

[thequestgiver]

"Someone just 'exploring' would have turned tail and run the moment I spoke."

[halfwitch]

"No. Someone's who was a coward would have ran."

[thequestgiver]

"More like someone with more brains than to pester a witch," the crone snorted. "You know the difference between a coward and a hero? The coward is the person who knew well enough to run when the hero was being devoured by a dragon!"

[halfwitch]

She snarled. "A hero would defeat the dragon, not be eaten by it. You're thinking of a weakling."

[thequestgiver]

"Then you are a weakling, are you, little girl? For a dragon would make snort work of you."

[halfwitch]

"I'm not weak!" She shouted, stomping her feet.

[thequestgiver]

"You're a scrap of a girl with no power behind your words. You're as weak as the blades of grass!"

[halfwitch]

"You wanna bet?"

[thequestgiver]

The door to the cottage finally opened, the old crone standing in the doorway, looking with an almost amused smile. "Is that a challenge, little girl?"

[halfwitch]

Gretel took a moment to think before answering, caught between her anger and old fears. Anger won. "If you think you can handle it."

Just so you know, Gretel is going to be so out classed here.

[thequestgiver]

"Save your boasting, girl. I have lived hundreds of years and survived more than you could imagine. Do not think your untrained fury has any chance to reach me."

spoilers,she's almost always outclassed

[halfwitch]

"We'll see, won't we?" She threw her head back cockily, eyes narrowed.

[thequestgiver]

The witch merely stood there, watching with an almost bored expression.

[halfwitch]

"Aren't you going to do anything?"

[thequestgiver]

"You're the one with something to prove, little girl, not I."

[halfwitch]

Gretel took only a moment to assess the situation before drawing her wand and dashing forward. She pointed and fire erupted from the tip of her wand, blasting near the woman's right.

[thequestgiver]

With an almost idle motion, as if she were swatting a bug, the witch gestured with her cane, causing the fire to arc back before it even got too close, sending it barreling back towards its caster.