>>6340611>>6340614>>6340624>>6340706I HAVE NOT ABANDONED THEE. Some of the places I frequent are range banned? It's a bummer, which limits my availability to post... Curses! Anywho, let's get back to business.
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You clear your throat and take a deep breath. "Ah, so you're the source of that STENCH I've been catching throughout this forest. The spells you're weaving are disrupting the harmony of the land!"
The enchantress giggles, swinging a little on the vines that hold her up. "My, my! You must be a fan of my work. What do you think of my fang plants? With the extra power from that dinky old well, growing my little pets takes hardly any effort!" She laughs again, as if she hasn't a care in the world.
Something about this woman turns your stomach. You grit your teeth. "Why are you here? Where did you come from?"
"Tch." She clicks her teeth. "I was cast out from the humans as a girl. I could speak to the plants, and they obeyed me... Once the village found out, I was punished as a witch. They cut out my eyes, and they were to drown me had not my parents pleaded for my life. So instead, I was banished to the wilderness, and left to die!" She giggles again. "So what is a girl to do? I'll gather enough power until I'm strong enough to slay every last wretched human that wronged me!"
The larger vines twist and creep along the ground near your group. This doesn't look very good. But, at least now you know for certain that this enchantress is siphoning power from the sacred well and is responsible for creating the 'fang plants'.
>Waste no more time talking. Attack! (Roll 1d100, higher than 70 is a success.)>Try and persuade the enchantress to abandon the path of vengeance. (Write-in, and 1d100 Cunning roll higher than 50 is a success.)>You and your party can still flee and likely escape with your life. She isn't directly hostile towards you yet.>Something else (Write-in) 