Hail and well met Wanderers,

Before we continue with news of Willow’s adventure, I first must titillate thou with but a tease of things yet to come. Very soon I shall arrive to herald grand news, Willow is getting her very own resin miniature! And better yet, thou can receive it for FREE through our upcoming referral programme…

“Thine eyes dart between the most hospitable pisky and her enchanted prisoner, something uneasy stirs within thy heart and on instinct alone thy raise thy hand and lay upon the pisky a hex of elder magic! Sigils weave in the dark forest air and cling to the creature, but first fate must roll its die, add thy +3 modifier, and determine thy success:

SUCCESS! With a 15 total (12+3) thy words ring powerfully and thy hex strikes true, the pisky loses her grip on the enchantment and turns upon you in a rage. A curse dances upon her lips for a moment, but her conjuration is cut suddenly and violently short with a loud thunderous clap. Warm viscera sprays across thy face, and clearing thy eyes you see the large brutish creature peeling apart its meaty hands in the space where the pisky once floated. 

You and the figure hold for a tense moment, before the large figure bows its head in a manner most courtly. It silently moves to a space behind a nearby tree and retrieves the “lantern” the pisky had mentioned, which upon reveal looks to be little more than a mundane crystal flask obfuscated in a now fading glamour. It squeezes its blood soaked hands into the flask, and the sparkling remains of the once delicate pisky drain into it. It hands you the flask (ITEM DISCOVERED: Phial of Pisky Blood - Details below), and points in the opposite direction to one the pisky had indicated. A low rumbling voice echos from the helm, telling you the hag has many tricksters in her employ, and that this pisky was merely the beginning. It then speaks a final 4 exhausted, but grateful, words:

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𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖎𝖉𝖓’𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖞 𝖉𝖎𝖉’𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚?…