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After nearly drowning in the heart of a haunted swamp, you wake in the home of a woman whispered about in fear. She’s no hag, no crone—she’s storm and soil, spell and sinew. You came to capture a witch. But she might just claim you instead.

Edited by The Dark Side!

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Silent Jester

just pictured the witch being rogue and remy's daughter