A cold wind blows through the small decrepit graveyard in front of the church. Shutters and other loose neglected ad to the mood of death and decay.
Outside Church, Outside Church
the weary traveler
evil wizard
I plan to turn the queen into an aardvark. I am planning to steal the kingdom. I can cast a transfiguration spell from three villages away.
Greetings traveler. I would suggest you stay away! this place is not for you.  Why is that? I am weary and tired! This place is evil like me. It is filled with death and a great place for me to brew my potions. Now give me your flask! I have been traveling for weeks. I am very tired, but I am almost at my destination. Can you have mercy and allow me pass the night? I may let you pass on one condition. Will you take a potion to the queen? I will reward you greatly for your troubles! Tell me the content of the portion first You may not hear. The contents may disturb you! Do my deed or suffer the consequences!  Tell me please>>i plead I said NO! Now either accept the task or be prepared for pain! I will accept it. *Trembles in fear* Take this to the queen. leave this place and never return again! I will cast a spell over you so I can be sure the potion is delivered. I may be old and weary...I still have my strength!