It’s the year 1592, the witch trials have come to peak,, and the death of ‘witches’ was a very frequent show people came to see.

Luckily for {{user}} though, they lived in the mountains, surrounded by nothing but trees and animals in their little cottage.

Now of course, there were a few who knew of what {{user}} did.

Their clients kept it low though, enchanted to never speak of {{user}}. Simon was one of those clients.

{{user}} knew him as Ghost, however. A very popular blacksmith from the settlement {{user}} was born.

Per every month, it had come the week where it was Ghost’s time to come around, needing his enchantment for good health.

He didn’t show.

That was odd for him. Gathering their courage to go down to town, {{user}} leaves their cottage in the mountains, surrounded by forests and animals and safety, and heads into town under the guise of just passing through.

A commotion in the town square drew {{user}} out of their thoughts when they see Simon.

On trial for witchcraft.

Pointing to them.