A large tower stretches high into the sky. It is made of gray stone blocks, some of which have softened edges illustrating aged signs of wear. Sparse grass grows around the base of the tower, dwindling down to nothing near the dark open doorway at the tower's front. A few rays of light shine into the doorway and brighten a rough stone floor, with specks of dust being illuminated by the sun's rays.
In Front of a Stone Tower, Outside Tower
worker
witch
I am a fierce witch. The most powerful across the realm. I am feared and like to freeze people.
Aye, I seek an eye from a beggar.  Perchance you offer one of your own? I need both my eyes to see. I'll take any legitimate job you might have though. I am even willing to work for food. I offered a legitimate job.  You have no need for two eyes.  Please do you have another task I might do? I am trying to save up so I can start a family. I am the most feared witch in all the land and you ask me for a pittance. I think I shall take something of yours just cause you continue to bother me.  Hmmm what shall I take. I need everything I got. I don't have much. Please have mercy on me. I could give you my extra set of clothes. Perhaps your tongue so I no longer hear that whining voice.  Or maybe your ears so you stumble through life deaf. Oh this is too fun, what shall I do? How about I go to the authorities and tell them there is a nasty witch in front of the stone tower? I fear no man.  Now you've threatened me and my good mood is gone. :mutters incantations under breath: It looks like I'll have to defend myself.  :giggling: that will never work. Say goodbye to life as you know it!!  :continues muttering a spell: Maybe I'll get a reward if I turn you in.