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Unable to resist her family, Kyre hesitantly places a notice on the board, dark eyes looking at the encouraging face of Oxi holding the witchlet then at the smaller children making a game out of it offering one of her own apples while laughing then dancing around in a circle.


I, the witch am again running.

Walking away muttering about needing to make some wands to sell for coin, Finn, the oldest, runs back to the board and adds under her writing..

The above is written by Kyre,

Squire Finn.

Laughing the boy catches up with the rest.

Kyre finally sees the message on the board and shakes her head tearing the entire parchment off. Kneeling down she speaks softly to the boy...

I am tired Finn, all the candidates are good and would serve the town well...would you mind if I changed my mind this time?

Ruffling his hair at the shake of his head she is easily pulled away by a toddler hand holding hers.

Play! Play!

Answering back with some trepidation...

First I need to talk to your Papa.




A small parchment appears later on the board.

Good luck to all!

The Witch