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It began simply enough, with two kittoms who had too much time and imagination, and not enough fear. It began with teasing and a hint of a dare. They had heard the whisperings through the town of the ephemeral figure who appeared where the mists were thickest. A figure who, for the right price, could grant you something incredible. The stories were always frustratingly vague. And just because they were kittoms didn't mean they were cowards. So they decided to sneak out at night and go to see her for themselves. To test the truths of the speculations.

It wasn't strictly safe, per say, for two kittoms to be heading into the mists of miasma, witch or no. Not that that sort of thing would stop them. They both lived for the thrill of danger and mischief making. Deeper and deeper into the forests they wandered, through paths in the trees they had never before passed. But they were determined. Hours passed but still they searched. And then suddenly the air went chill around them, the mist sweeping closed on all sides like a thick curtain. The fur on Neris' back stood up stiff and her lip curled back from her tiny teeth. She was trembling, but would not give the witch any satisfaction of betraying that fear. When the witch loomed tall above them within the mists, Neris' voice was clear and loud. A challenge.

She knew that it was a risk, to offer anything without the knowledge of what she might receive in return, if anything. But she was a pirate at heart, and what pirate doesn't love a little gamble? A game of dice? What pirate doesn't love flirting with lady luck? She was no different, but she knew she'd have to be serious. A careless or trivial offer would be ignored, or worse. If she wanted something, she'd have to offer something valuable and significant in return. Something irreplacable and treasured. She cleared her voice after Morgana offered his sacrifice and spoke up.

"Hallow Witch, I offer you my royal heritage, the inheritance from my parents! One father is a royal, a Trickster King, and the other, a noble, a Pale Ghost. I offer you my lineage, and all that I might receive from that relation."

Featuring: G-ELN604
Offering: Mutation Inheritance Discount

Description
It began simply enough, with two kittoms who had too much time and imagination, and not enough fear. It began with teasing and a hint of a dare. They had heard the whisperings through the town of the ephemeral figure who appeared where the mists were thickest. A figure who, for the right price, could grant you something incredible. The stories were always frustratingly vague. And just because they were kittoms didn't mean they were cowards. So they decided to sneak out at night and go to see her for themselves. To test the truths of the speculations.

It wasn't strictly safe, per say, for two kittoms to be heading into the mists of miasma, witch or no. Not that that sort of thing would stop them. They both lived for the thrill of danger and mischief making. Deeper and deeper into the forests they wandered, through paths in the trees they had never before passed. But they were determined. Hours passed but still they searched. And then suddenly the air went chill around them, the mist sweeping closed on all sides like a thick curtain. The fur on Neris' back stood up stiff and her lip curled back from her tiny teeth. She was trembling, but would not give the witch any satisfaction of betraying that fear. When the witch loomed tall above them within the mists, Neris' voice was clear and loud. A challenge.

She knew that it was a risk, to offer anything without the knowledge of what she might receive in return, if anything. But she was a pirate at heart, and what pirate doesn't love a little gamble? A game of dice? What pirate doesn't love flirting with lady luck? She was no different, but she knew she'd have to be serious. A careless or trivial offer would be ignored, or worse. If she wanted something, she'd have to offer something valuable and significant in return. Something irreplacable and treasured. She cleared her voice after Morgana offered his sacrifice and spoke up.

"Hallow Witch, I offer you my royal heritage, the inheritance from my parents! One father is a royal, a Trickster King, and the other, a noble, a Pale Ghost. I offer you my lineage, and all that I might receive from that relation."

Featuring: G-ELN604
Offering: Mutation Inheritance Discount