A witch doctor chanted something as he circled a fire, throwing things into it, when he heard the chimes from his wooden wind chime above the door. He dropped the last of his ingredients into the fire and smoke billowed through his home.
He reached to a shelf, watching the young female that entered for a moment and grabbed a vile. He chanted something once more, almost pulling the smoke into the vile and quickly sealed it.
“What do you want?” He snapped, putting the vile onto another shelf with bottle and jars filled with all kinds of curious things.
She coughed, pulling her cloak tighter around her. “P-Please mighty witch doctor.. I need your help.. I need a remedy to make me well again before my wedding!”
He couldn’t hide the smirk that grew on his face. “Come here child~” He motioned for her to sit at a table and sat across form her.
He examined her, trying to figure out exactly what illness she had. “My dear~ It seems a friend i