A strange wind blew in from the east. Mabel looked out her small window to see if a storm was coming in, but the sky remained blue and cloudless. With a shrug she went back to unpacking. She was taking out many vials, and arranging them carefully. Others have called her a witch for her abilities. She can make potions for almost anything, as well as the ability to speak with the animals. These abilities made her subject to much fear. She had been run out of many places before. She hoped this time it would be different. Being deep in thought, she didn't hear the commotion going on outside at first. But as it got nosier, she came out of her thoughts and went to her front door. Mabel opened the door tentatively at first, but stopped dead in her tracks as she saw what was making all the noise. Animals of all shapes and sizes were running by in panic. All seemed to be fleeing the strange east wind. she started to step outside, but quickly darted back in, as to not get trampled by a frightened stag as he ran by, not even seeing her in his panic. She calmed herself, and focused all her energy on listening to the animals. She heard many tiny voices, but all she could make out was one word over and over...... EVIL. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a lead into the arc that is starting this month. MUCH more to come!!