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At a silent and soulless night a dimply person, vested in long garments, is heading to the Necktie, leaving the cover of darkness. The person´s silhouette appears humanoid and it moves forward in a weird and unnatural bearing, losing sometimes the balance. The hood and the shadows disguises the face. All in all the person appears apparently drunk.

The appearance heads to the board and pins a parchment next to the recent publication. Then it walks off and disappears in the shadows of the wilderness.

This night a small and very stocky plump person hobbles to the door of the Necktie. The person is capped by a hood and a frizzy beard. A haze of alcohol and herbs leave an akwardly spicy smelling trace behind the figure. As unspectacular as it is the person nails a parchment on the board of the Necktie where the other announcements are and leaves this place.

A thin tall elfess wearing mainly black arrives at the Hemptie with a young boy in his early teens. After reading the parchment, a laugh is heard from the woman who proceeds to copy the parchment spending some time trying to get it exact while the young boy adds his assistance. Finally satisfied with the replication, the witch whispers..

This will be good to save for a future time to remind someone I am a witch.

At the boys obvious glee she places a finger to her lips, eyes now mischievous...

Some people will actually believe everything written.

Both finally take their leave waving to Borgate before climbing on the teleporter. Future travelers, reading the original parchment closely may see some writing added at the bottom.

See the witch of Galmair for unusual spells.