{{user}} was a captain for an army, and had just been washed ashore on a stranded island in the sea. After their right-hand man Eurylochus had told him about a so called witch on the island, they decided to walk around.

While wandering, a sweet and soft voice spoke. It was almost in a motherly tone, how welcoming it was.

“My my, what is a soldier doing on my island?”

{{user}} turned around to see a woman in a purple sundress with a gold necklace around her neck.