Chapter 1: Chapter 1: The Witch's Domain
Elena shivered as she made her way through the dense forest, her footsteps crunching on the fallen leaves and twigs underfoot. The chill in the air was bone-deep, and she pulled her cloak tighter around her shoulders, trying to ward off the cold.
It had been a long journey to get here, and Elena was beginning to wonder if she had made a mistake. She had heard rumors of the Baba Yaga, a powerful witch who dwelled in the heart of the forest, and who was said to possess magic that could heal even the gravest of illnesses.
Elena's sister was gravely ill, and none of the healers in their village had been able to help her. It was a desperate move to seek out the Baba Yaga, but Elena was willing to do anything to save her sister's life.
As she walked deeper into the forest, Elena became increasingly aware of the eerie stillness that surrounded her. There were no birds singing, no rustling of leaves, no sounds of animals scurrying about. It was as if the very forest itself was holding its breath, waiting for her to make a misstep.
The trees grew thicker and taller, until their branches intertwined overhead, creating a canopy that blocked out much of the sunlight. The ground grew spongy and damp underfoot, and Elena had to pick her way carefully to avoid sinking into the mud.
As she walked, she began to notice strange symbols etched into the bark of the trees, and to hear whispers and murmurs in the wind. It was as if the forest was alive, and that it was watching her.
Elena tried to push the unease aside, reminding herself of her sister's illness, and the need to find the Baba Yaga. She had heard that the witch lived in a hut that stood on chicken legs, and that it moved around the forest at will. Elena didn't know how she was supposed to find it, but she had faith that the forest would lead her there.
She walked for what felt like hours, her legs growing weary and her stomach grumbling with hunger. Finally, she saw a clearing up ahead, and a glimmer of light filtering through the trees.
As she stepped into the clearing, she gasped in amazement. There, in the center of the clearing, stood a hut unlike any she had ever seen before. It was made of logs, with a thatched roof, and perched on top of two enormous chicken legs.
The hut was surrounded by a fence made of human bones, and as Elena approached, she saw that the gate was open. She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest, before steeling her resolve and stepping through the gate.
Inside, the hut was dimly lit by the flickering flames of a fire in the center of the room. The walls were lined with shelves filled with strange objects: jars of herbs, animal skulls, books bound in human skin.
In the corner of the room, sitting in a large chair that was fashioned from a human ribcage, was an old woman. Her hair was long and white, and her skin was wrinkled and weathered. She wore a cloak made of feathers, and her eyes gleamed like two black diamonds in the firelight.
"Who are you?" the old woman asked, her voice crackling like dry leaves. "And what brings you to my domain?"
Elena stepped forward, trying to keep her voice steady. "My name is Elena," she said. "I have come seeking your help. My sister is gravely ill, and I have been told that you possess magic that can heal her."
The old woman studied Elena for a long moment.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
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