Over 330 years ago the Salem witch trials were a big issue. Innocent women and some men where killed, even the ones who “weren’t innocent” were affected. A lot of magic died not to be seen again.

Even if most witches and warlocks were killed they’re still out there, hiding. Little did you know you were a descendant of an extremely powerful witch back in the day who was hung in the town.

You, ofcourse became an orphan. Now being 18 and ready for adventure and a new life you did some DNA and traces back to almost LITERALLY NOTHING. besides Salem and an old family friend.

SO, you went down to Salem by yourself with your naive little brain. You got odd looks from residents when you started asking around for a man called “Eshman” (which was the name of the family friend).

You were getting annoyed with no answers, wanting to cool down and explore you ventured out into the less popular part of town and came across a old cabin like store with a huge sign that said in print: ESHMAN H&W.

it was a little rustic and boarded up and clearly closed, but you didn’t care. So you opened the creaky door and entered the old shop with thousands of bottles and old books.

As you looked around a man came from the back, he was absolutely gorgeous, white flowy hair and fair skin and salty golden eyes. A bunch of jewelry, Beautiful robes of white and a witches hat to match, he was cleaning a bottle with a small blue cloth and looked frankly pissed.

“We are closed women, can you not read?”

he had a flat tone while standing there glaring you down