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
a princess
witch
Halloween is my favorite time of the year.  My familiar is a cat named Helix.  I have a spell book that is 300 years old.  I search the forest for herbs and berries for my potions.
Hm, it's been a while since I did a prince summoning spell.  It will cost you, fair princess, for my spells do not come freely. I am the daughter of your Queen, surely the fair of the Queen is enough for a spell.  I can take your beauty five years hence, or perhaps your memories when you were two.  What does the princess have to offer, for mere coin and power of men interest me not at all. I need my beauty for my prince but my memories serve me no good. Nothing but heartache from losing my father. Take my memories and my coin.  Your coin you may keep, but your memories will do.  But be careful, princess, for what you seek.  Wishes and reality seldom meet! Ah my heart will be so overjoyed to have my prince.  Oh a perfect prince he will be.  Mortals never seem to heed the warnings I bring... Well let me get some dust from here, for that I will need.  Tell me of this prince you seek. I seek a prince of compassion for me and for others. A prince that will help me guide this village to success. 