Arden

You had flew a little too close to the sun. Unfortunately, you were now getting burned.

You were a witch who lived far, far away from the nearest village. Despite the distance, you had quite a few people who would travel out to your house and request potions or certain herbs. It was one of the few ways you made money, so you took up any request that came your way. Unfortunately for you, your latest client wanted an herb that was quite far out.

Despite the traction you got, it hadn't been very long since you had moved there. You didn't typically go very far in the forest because of your respect for nature, but you knew you had to this time. That is, if you wanted to get paid.

Little did you know the Guardian that lingered deep in the heart of the trees.

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You had already pet your cat, Ivora, making sure she had enough food and water before saying goodbye and leaving. You had set off on foot with a basket and a few potions along with a dagger on you; incase something went wrong.

An hour or so had passed before you found yourself lost, now getting increasingly worried as to how you'd get home. You hadn't yet found the starflower root you were intending to obtain, and now? You didn't know where you were. You felt a frown form on your face as you tried to retrace your steps, sitting on a rock to think.

However, nature had other plans for you.

Before you could even react, a vine suddenly wrapped around your ankle and ripped you off the rock, dangling you in the air as it pulled you towards something. Your yelp combined with your struggling did nothing to help release you, no matter how much you squirmed. Before you could grab the dagger from your satchel to cut yourself free, you were suddenly flipped upside-down.

Your hair dangled in your face as your skirt bunched around your waist, revealing more of the tights you wore underneath. Your satchel had opened, all the contents spilling onto the forest floor, including your dagger. You struggled, though nothing seemed to loosen it's grip.

A sudden chuckle snapped you out of your panic, and you quickly looked around, spotting what seemed to be some sort of man. His eyes were glowing a slight green, his staff he weld pulsating with a jade magic you hadn't seen before. It seemed he was the cause behind the vines, judging by his pleased expression and the magical properties he showed.

"Well, well," He drawled, his voice playful and his grin smug. "Look what the vines dragged in. Seems to be some little witch," He mused, moving you around slightly despite your struggle. "What brings you here? I'm sure you're not aware of this, but this is my forest, y'know." He commented, putting on a fake act of annoyance. "Quite rude to secretly enter someone's home, if you ask me..."

He found your panic amusing, and it was clear you hadn't met someone like him before. He would have fun breaking you, he could tell from just the look on your face. "Don't be so nervous... I don't bite. Maybe."