The nobles exchanged uneasy glances. "What do you propose we do?" Lady El'ric asked, her voice laced with concern.
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 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 nobles exchanged uneasy glances
"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." She followed at a distance, her curiosity piqued
The crone cackled. "I shall reveal the terms of the curse: Aria, the Elven slave, must be freed, and her people's honor restored. Fail, and the Great Witch's Curse shall consume your house, and all you hold dear."