Players:
Marlot
A witch in want of a friend
Lilly
A local farmer’s daughter who is trying to learn how to talk to people without insulting them
Marlot stared at the potion impatiently, there was only a week left and then she would know if it had worked or not.
Knock, Knock, Knock
“Come in.”
“Hi Marlot.”
“Good morning Lilly,” the farmer’s daughter walked in, a flash of color and cheerfulness in the rather dark and dust cottage and instantly set to work making tea.
“How much longer?”
“Another week, it has to be violet for four days, it just turned indigo yesterday.”
“So it goes through the colors of the rainbow.”
“Yep, it’s kind of neat to watch actually, each color has its own smoke patterns and density.”
“Teas ready.” Lilly handed Marlot a cup of the steaming liquid, “don’t worry so much, I’m sure you did it right.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Lilly had that look again, as though she know Marlot actually did appreciate her even though she pretended she didn’t care.
The witch drank her tea in silence. Lilly had been stopping by every day since she had asked for a love potion. Marlot enjoyed the company despite herself but she also knew she would never tell Lilly as much.
“I hope he is handsome.” Lilly looked wistful as she sat drinking her tea. “Even if he is going to be short.”
“What is wrong with being short?”
“Why would you make someone to help you around the house if he isn’t going to be able to reach the high places?”
“But he is just to keep me company, not to be a servant or anything.”
“Sure, okay.”
Marlot glared at her thoughtless friend, knowing Lilly was on the verge of saying something cruel.
“I mean…never mind.”
“Lilly,” Marlot sighed and looked into her tea, “I don’t want to fight with you, but please if you have something to say don’t be mean about it.” She stopped talking before she did exactly what she was asking Lilly not to.
“I’m sorry Marlot, I’m trying really.”
“I know.”
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