Old and worn by the time that has passed and the environment where it was built, the wood rotted and worn by the swamp. It should have sunk years ago into the swamp but somehow it remains standing despite the ever sinking earth around it.
Witch's House, Swamp
curiosity seekers
chef
I am a chef who was born to a whore. I make the finest dishes for the king. I am respected for how I keep order in the castle kitchen.
Hello! Hello! Welcome, to the Witch's MYSTERY SHACK! Please watch your step in the doorway. Oooooo! How exciting! This seems almost as novel as the Worlds Largest Turnip. Largest turnip you say? I might have to make a trip. You see, I normally run the concessions, but our greeter is out sick today. I would be most delighted to try some of the local fare as well. Do you cook it in this? Ah, I wouldn't dare! That kettle belonged to...ah...the Great Witch...BERTILDA, yes. And there's no telling what residual magicks her...POTIONS left behind. Jimminy Crickets! Was she a good witch or a bad witch? Oop, whoop careful with the displays, now. That's the thing about being "Great"; infamy tends not to care if you use good or bad to get to it. Wise words indeed. Please tell me, do you have a public outhouse I can use? We do, but only for paying touri-uh...esteemed guests. If you'd like to make a contribution to our booth of wares, I'll happily point you in the right direction. Oh..... well.... I seem to have spent my last copper at that turnip. But I would be happy to split some firewood for you in trade? That will be perfectly fine! I do believe the kitchen is running low on wood for the oven. Thank the light! After I use the privy......?    $@%#&^$&!