[center] [color=7AEB16][h1]Hyestia [/h1][/color][/center]
[@Bishop]

Hyestia had just finished undressing when her sentry snakes went ballistic again before being quickly silenced something very odd being that they usually were careful to not be spotted so easily. This gave her the thought that someone had not only come into the forest but was trying their best to avoid being detected and the thought his her that those pawns of a hunter must have told someone who could do something. Cursing under her breath, she slipped her clothes back on and ran outside grabbing a few vials of toxins and blowing a miasma all over her home creating a poisonous cloud, the purple mist was a fairly poisonous mixture to induce paralysis while it causes the body to shut down permanently.  Turning around on her heels, she started to run towards the alert in urgency using her powerful legs to rocket herself to the tree tops to maneuver easier without the snow to get in her way. Bending down and snatching mushrooms and leaves, grinding them up and working with what normally would be dangerous to handle with her bare hands mixing the substances then stuffing them into little pouches. Too much had already happened and this forest hasn’t received this many back to back visitors in centuries, were these people not listening to the stories they still tell about this place in the towns near here?

It didn’t take long for her to find the culprit a clown floating around and eating her snakes, she lost contact with so many her little ones now because of him so staying hidden and playing the mind game wasn’t going to get him to stop.  Jumping from a nearby tree, letting her mutated physiology flare now at this point, allowing her long reptilian tail sprout from her back as she landed in front of the strange person squinting her eyes, he looked like someone she knew which was near impossible. 

 [color=7AEB16]“Why have you come to my home, are you with that test tube of a witch or the other two hunters?”[/color] she asked taking a step forward staying on guard because if her accusations were true this would be pretty lengthy fight, she didn’t know why but this person or demon put her on edge.


[center] [color=gold][h1]Samantha Trainer[/h1][/color][/center]
[@Ellion] [@Deos Morran] [@13org] [@shagranoz] [@Rune_Alchemist] [@WeepingLiberty]
[@Every hunter near Seren's Folly]

Sucking her teeth in a little annoyed she was found out, good thing it was just a witch, but this one seemed like a goody good, but hopefully, she wouldn’t get ratted out being that had zero plans on helping the hunters. After selling her wares to the innocent people in the bubble and pulling someone out as a ‘live demonstration’ also to pick his pocket for more money. 
 [color=gold]“Come hunters witness the power of this potion!”[/color] she yelled, trying to get her voice over the sound of metal clashing with one another and shouting, hunters did love to shout for some reason. 

With some convincing she talked the villager with no combat experience into punching a random gnome, using some wind magic to slice its head off when his fist met it  [color=gold]“Such power!”[/color] she shouted with surprise sending the villager into battle but keeping him close so she could easily use these feats. The villager grabbed a gnome, and with earth magic he ‘threw’ it into the air, then jumped to meet it with his fists.  [color=gold]“Such grace!”[/color] she yelled, putting her hands on her cheeks in surprise, this entire thing looked so fake any witch watching from the sidelines were probably laughing.