Thanks to Blood Lord for fixing everything up. There will be one more prologue about Spawn, and I'll start going into the story. As of now, I'd appreciate some feedback on what I have so far. As for The Order: Sides, I'll try and get a post for it up after I release the last prologue for Sensitive Chaos.The Red Forest
Prologue II: The Ugly. The Bad. And The Good?
In the middle of a swamp, there is a small wooden hut. A woman walks out, an old witch. The witch has many bad qualities, but the most notable would be the large wart on her ugly nose. She breathes in the putrid swamp air, and looks over the boggy marsh. To her unpleasant surprise, she sees a figure coming out the greenish mist. Unlike the monsters she was used to, and preferred, it was a beautiful young woman.
The Red Forest, known for its beauty, isn't as perfect as many believe it to be. On the east side of the forest, there's a nasty little patch of muddy, smelly gunk. A swamp, within its borders. An eyesore to those unfortunate enough to run across it, with stench so foul, it could haunt your nightmares. If it wasn't repulsive enough, in the middle of the swamp, lives a witch.
The witch, Patricia, was shunned for her practice of black magic. Many believe her magic to be the reason monsters appear at night, and for that reason she was forced to find shelter in the middle of the swamp years ago. In Patricia's Swamp, intruders have been met with monsters of many different kinds, and have also been pelted with harmful potions of even more variety.
The young woman, walking through the mud, reaches the posts that hold Patricia's hut up. She looks up at Patricia and smiles. The young woman's brunette hair still seemed to radiate in the swamp's repulsive mist.
The beauty speaks, with a voice that seems to sing the words for her, "May you be The Witch of The Red Forest?"
Patricia snickers, and proceeds to mock the young beauty, "May I?". She clears her throat and continues in a mocking manner, "I rarely get visitors you know. Most run off after smelling the Slimes...girly adventurers. Tell me young whore, how did you get this far unscathed?"
"Whore?", asks the young woman, in a tone which shows true curiosity rather than anger.
Patricia throws vines down from her porch before continuing, "To answer your first question, yes, I am ONE of the witches of The Red Forest. Yes would also be the answer your second question." The young woman begins to speak, but Patricia continues. "Climb up here before, we continue our conversation, anyone that comes this far must have something important to say. Even if you are a harlot."
As the young woman climbs the vines, she also struggles to say, "My Name is Alexandra! I Am Not a Prostitute. I am one of the great thirteen sorceresses in the Circle." Alexandra climbs onto the porch and brushes herself off before continuing, "I was chosen as one of the strongest 13 witches by the coven. My mere presence caused the creatures of your swamp to clear a path for me. You would be wise to show me more respect"
Patricia's eyes widen as she motions Alexandra inside. They sit opposite of a small table, where Patricia pours them both a cup of what looks to be tea. Alexandra smirks as she looks at the cup and its contents. She takes a sip, and starts to cough. "What is this disgusting liquid?", Alexandra coughs.
Patricia takes a sip of her own cup and chuckles. Once Alexandra stopped coughing, Patricia answers, "This is mundane water with some of my own famous fermented spider eyes." Now smiling in content, she continues, "Also, let me enli-"
Alexandra furiously interrupts, "I was sent here to help YOU?, You rude
...BITCH! You make me climb into your 'den' and give me muck to drink. Have you no sense of decency? Up until this point I have never-"
Patricia places a finger on Alexandra's mouth and with her other hand, pushes her down into her seat.
Patricia smiles once again, before continuing, "Now then, I'll enlighten you to as why you are actually here 'princess'. A sorceress is one of the chosen witches that prove to be more powerful than any other young witch. The coven has chosen you and 12 others to grow into the next generation of witches. I was a sorceress. Sorry child, but you're as special as the grass that grows on dirt."
Alexandra attempts to interrupt again, but Patricia, raising her voice, continues, "You will be learning potion making and advanced magic from me. You will be living in this 'den', for any other village or city in The Red Forest that sees you will burn you and impale your head on a stick. Get used to the food, unless you want to go into the forest and back everyday to get your food, I'm too old to travel and hunt that much everyday. If you listen to me, you won't end up living in a swamp and you won't end up looking like me. I have never been a teacher before, but I remember being your age, and my old instructor. So, I'll be making rules, the first being, The beginning of your sentences are not allowed to interrupt the middle of my own. Break this rule, or any future rules set, and you'll be drinking swamp water for the rest of your time here. Do we have an understanding?"
Alexandra stares at her in bewilderment. Patricia takes out a teal colored bottle and places it in front of Alexandra. As Alexandra continues to stare in shock, Patricia reluctantly pours the contents into Alexandra's cup and explains, "This is a Swiftness Potion. Most believe that all it does is increase one's physical speed, but if you sit still long enough, you will realize that it also increases your comprehension abilities. It's a trick my teacher showed me, in order to get me to study more. Drink this and sit here until I return. Even you're not ignorant enough to be immune to the effects of a potion."
Alexandra stares at the cup, before reluctantly picking it up and drinking from it. This time she doesn't gag on the contents, but instead, seemed to enjoy the taste. She watches Patricia walk out to the porch of the hut before asking, "Where are you going?"
Patricia glances at her before looking back at the vines that hang from the porch and responds, "I...am going to the forest. There's a nice young lad, that for some reason enjoys leaving me a bag of apples. The boy has been doing this every month for years and neither him or I have missed a date." Alexandra tries to ask another question, but Patricia continues, as if anticipating the question, "I believe he does this because when he was barely able to lift up a sword, I gave him a Strength Potion, he has since learned how use a sword better than any other. At least that's what he told me. Even though the effect of the potion only lasted a few hours, he feels he owes me his life. Unfortunately, helping a witch won't go out well with his people." Patricia starts to climb down the vines before continuing, "So he asked me what can he do in return for 'starting' his life as a swordsman. I told him to bring me a bag of apples once a month for a year. After the year, he still continued, it's either he comes or I go. I may be a witch, but I didn't want to see the stupid boy get caught sneaking into the swamp."
Patricia starts walking away from the hut, and finishes her story with, "Age is a curse or a gift."
Alexandra watches Patricia walk into the thick, greenish mist, she begins to silently piece together all the information she has received with the information she had prior entering the swamp. Then she remembers something that she had forgotten to tell Patricia about. She gasps as she comes to a sudden realization. As she cleans the table she mutters to herself, "What's that crazy woman thinking?"
Patricia walks through the swamp silently. The Slimes and Creepers all move out her way, as if to clear a path for royalty. She eventually reaches the forest, where she looks up at the trees. As she moves through the trees, she notices it's only sunset. After a few minutes she reaches a small cave, hidden on the side of a hill. She lights a torch and enters the cave.
After a minute of walking through the twists and turns she yells out, "Nikolaus!" It echos through the caves, and when silence fell she says, "He should be here." Then a low moaning growl comes from behind her. She turns and sees a zombie reach out for her. She falls onto her back and grabs a dark blue potion from her bag. She drinks the contents of the bottle and slowly stands back up. In between the zombie and Patricia is an iron cage, sealing the zombie in a small room. The zombie also seems to be leashed to a post with a rope.
She stares at the zombie, who is attempting to reach past the bars and grab her. She rubs her eyes, trying to adjust to the Night Vision Potion she just drank. She slowly sat, as she watched its mindless behavior. She looks at the ceiling of the cave as she ignores the zombie's constant moans and growls. She then starts speaking.
"Nicky...you were too young. We both were. That month, when you didn't come...I thought you had finally listened to me."
"If only I didn't tell you to not come, that night you would've been with me." The zombie bangs on the bars. Patricia takes out rotting flesh and throws it in between the bars. As she watches it eat the carrion, a tear falls down her cheek. Now looking at the zombie, "If only there weren't any zombies that night. If only I hadn't told you to not come. If only I knew that...", unable to finish the sentence, she watches the zombie, what's left of Nikolaus, continue its banging on the walls of it's cage. Her silence seems to be louder than the moans that echo through the caves.
As she gets up and leaves, she turns to mention one last thing, "Oh, and a young girl named Alexandra, is living with me now. I'll most likely die before I can teach her everything, but she is powerful, I feel it in my bones." She chuckles a little before continuing, "You and I both have passed our time." She shuts her eyes as she begins to walk out the cave. "I'm sorry to say, that this will be my last visit. I'm sorry to make you stay with me for so many years. But I hope you can forgive me, wherever you may go."
The banging and moans stops. He leans onto the bars, and lets a out a puff of air, almost a sigh.
As she walks away from the cave, she whispers, "Kma Shoofohj". After a few seconds she hears two faint explosions coming from it. She wipes away her tears as she heads back to the swamp, only the full moon illuminating the way.
Some things to know.
Mundane Potions brewed with Fermented Spider Eye, create Potions of Weakness. Though here, Patricia only give Alexandra water with fermented spider eye flavoring!
There's no magic in Minecraft(spells anyway), but to add to to the Witches bio, I added in some magic that will be showcased more in the future.
Potion effects normally last a few minutes or less, but the default Minecraft days last 15 minutes(I believe), so extending the days to hours would also extend the duration of potions.
Alexandra's realization was possible due to the effects of the Swiftness Potion's extra effect, I added in. On her way to the swamp she heard the zombie's moan, I didn't add her journey because I wanted the Nikolaus to be more of a surprise.
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