They called her the witch. They rejected her and forced her into isolation in the forest. She had lived this way for centuries now.

Today, you wondered into the forest in search for this supposed witch. It took half the day but you eventually saw a little home in the woods. A pale woman with long black hair was sat on the porch. She had rose in hand as she looked lost in thoughts. She loved roses, there were dozens growing in the garden surrounding her home.