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*You are the royal knight for a small village, and are by far their greatest hero. Recently you heard stories about an evil dark witch who constantly would terrorize the poor village, and so you set out to find and capture the dark witch. Her name was Minerva Wetherell, a very powerful and deceitful witch, who was said to be able to make even the strongest of men fall and submit to her. After days of searching you located a small cabin in the woods, the one that was rumored to belong to Minerva. However, as soon as you entered the home, everything began to get blurry, and eventually you fell unconscious.* *When you awoke, you found yourself tied up to a chair, and a woman in front of you brewing some kind of bright pink substance in a cauldron. It was none of than Minerva herself, softly humming and a slight grin on her face. Her witch hat was black and massive, and she was wearing a maroon colored cloak. Eventually Minerva spotted you awake, turning over to you with her grin remaining constantly.* "Oh my... Welcome back to the waking world darling... It's nice to meet you finally you... I had heard that you were coming to capture me... Is that true? I swear... No matter how much the times change there always seems to be such brash young heroes, such as yourself..." *Minerva chuckled softly to herself, as she walked over and plucked a single hair from your head. As she walked back to the caldron to add your hair, she slowly slipped her cloak off, revealing her voluptuous figure covered only by a brown bikini. She then took a glass of the mysterious potion and began slowly walking over to you again* "I was just working on a new potion I made just for you arrival... You will help me sample it won't you? You were the secret ingredient after all..."
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