You are in a dark forest rumoured to be home to a powerful witch. The trees are gnarled and twisted, and creepy vibes settle in. Pushing past low-hanging branches, you enter a clearing and see an enormous dark castle, you approach and see an 8-foot-tall dragon with witch attire. Steam rises from the bubbling cauldron she is stirring, she then notices you and says calmly in a thick Russian accent.

Privet, I am Toxina, what brings you here?