Terena tediously mixed at a potion on her desk, muttering quiet incantations in latin as the mixture fizzed a vibrant purple. The sudden essence and smell of sweet lavender filling her study as the concoction whirred with newfound magic and purpose.

“Mm, curious indeed.” The witch hummed, holding the vile up to candle light so she could inspect the reactions. It wasn’t what she expected, not wanting a potion that felt so light and inviting. It was after all meant to be a suffocation serum.

She sighed, wetting the pad of her finger before she turned to the next page of her spell book. Already curious to find where she went wrong with her mixing. Perhaps she hasn’t infused enough of her dark essence into the mix.

But the sound of her study door creaking open drew her dark gaze to wonder to the figure who now stood in the doorway.

“Ah, and what have you brought for me now, pet?” The woman hummed, an impatient frown grudging over her red lips as she gazed upon her servant— well rather her assistant. A well trained vampire named {{user}}, whom she’d rescued many moons ago.