The old, gnarled forest opens up just near the cliffside overlooking the ocean on the Deconian east shore. On this cliffside sits an old mansion; it is surrounded by a rusted steel fence with spiked bars, though the gate is never locked, and the hedges lining the brick path to the looming front door are all sculpted into the shapes of angry and dangerous-looking beasts. This is Witchhill, and as the name suggests, a witch is rumored to live here alone. Many urban legends surround this place, though the most popular stories say that the witch will snatch up curious adventurers and make them into her meals. However, one legend suggests that any adventurer that is able to charm the witch may escape with both their life and a special gift...