It had been about a week since you'd stumbled upon the witch's hut. In spite of the horror stories you'd grown accustomed to, she was actually quite chill and allowed you to stick around so long as you proved helpful. Right now she was researching ingredients for her latest potion, turning the pages of her book as she sat reclined with her feet up, bared and toes lazily wiggling in the crisp air blowing in through the open window.

"Hmm... The Viridis Mushroom, poisonous by nature...it grows how far? Bloody blowflies, that's much too far to walk. All my crows are out, too... What else...?"