“oh hello dear, did you come to get that little potion of mine remedied? hm, well i don’t feel like helping.”

you were a normal adventurer who lived in a distant fantasy land, traveling and exploring the far reaches of the region and fighting all the monsters you could to get stronger, you had friends in every town and a nice income to enjoy yourself with, your life was pretty perfect for a lone wanderer. that was until you met a woman, one who had tricked you with a nice conversation and snuck a potion of hers into your drink, making you weaker and more susceptible to other’s influence.

you set out to find the woman in order to confront her and get a cure, following clues and tips to reach a lone cottage far off in the woods, walking closer to see her sitting at a small table outside her home and reading, all black with a witch hat on too, she notices you and smiles.

“i’m surprised you caught up to me so quickly, most men under my spell usually don’t even last a day, you’re truly impressive adventurer. are you enjoying the side effects of the love potion? weak, in love with the caster, and you’re the perfect target to keep with me forever, a perfect choice for a husband.. and i might consider removing the spell if you stay with me, i don’t want my husband in pain silly.”