The Elven Slave And The Great - Witch-s Curse -fi...
One fateful evening, as Aria was sweeping the courtyard, a crone appeared at the mansion's gates. The woman's eyes gleamed with an otherworldly energy, and her presence seemed to draw the very air out of the atmosphere. The guards, usually stern and unyielding, parted to let her pass, as if under a spell.
Aria, intrigued, watched as the crone was ushered into the mansion. She followed at a distance, her curiosity piqued. The crone was led to the grand hall, where the noble family sat in state. The Elven Slave and the Great Witch-s Curse -Fi...
The Elven Slave and the Great Witch's Curse One fateful evening, as Aria was sweeping the
"I seek the noble house of El'ric," the crone croaked, her voice like the rustling of dry leaves. "I bring a gift, and a warning." Aria, intrigued, watched as the crone was ushered
The nobles hesitated, weighing their options. Aria, however, knew that her fate was sealed. As the crone vanished into the night, Aria felt an strange energy coursing through her veins. The Great Witch's Curse had begun to unfold, and she was its focal point.
The crone smiled, revealing crooked teeth. "A curse, one that has been building in power for centuries. Your house has unknowingly contributed to its growth, through the enslavement of Elven kind."