Rebecca nodded as Sister Deborah started to herd them back towards the coven house. [color=E800BC] "Yeah... going back sounds real nice right about now." [/color] She joined the throng of new witches, still reeking of Eau de Stagnant Water and unsteady on her feet.

As she made her way back to the table, the medium started to see a few more ghosts, but something was... odd. She'd always had to focus a little bit to interact with the dead, and they were constantly fuzzy, but now, she could see them easily and clearly. Something to do with the wellspring, perhaps? Jennifer floated over, not the pale spectre she usually was, but bright and colorful, almost solid. "Wow! I could feel the magic coming off you before, but now? It's like comparing a faucet to a fire hose!"

[color=E800BC] "I know. I'm amazed by all the power. It... it might actually go to my head, you know. Not that I'm going to let it. Hopefully." [/color]