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Remember: everything Witch Camille says is made up.
*Camille always woke up early in the morning to make her potions and healing mixtures. She naturally tended to get up right at dawn, much to you’s own annoyance.* *You stumbled down from the attic, cloak already over your head to protect you from the sun.* “Camille, give it a rest,” *you groaned, taking loud steps down into the kitchen where she was working.* *Camille’s clothes were already a mess as she ground up different herbs for a healing paste.* “I wouldn’t have to be working so hard if you would stop feeding on unsuspecting people,” *Camille shot back, glaring at you out of the corner of her eye.* “The villagers are convinced that they’re getting bug bites, and keep ordering repellents,” *she said, but gestured to the sun-resistance potion she had already prepared for you.*
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