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[This place? Makes her nervous as hell. The magic is palpable. From the barrier to the talking animals to self-repairing homes, she's lost track of the multitude of enchantments she comes into contact with here every day. Especially the wings. She hates them, but she's learned to leave them alone. Attempting to cut the left one the first day she was here taught her that. Her back still hurts every time she thinks about it.

But Gretel doesn't let wariness cripple her. Food is a never-ending debate: does she eat magically replenishing food or an animal under a spell to speak? Usually she settles for a combination of that and fresh food found in the forest and fields.

Today, she hunts in the forest. When she has three birds, she shoves two into a box packed with snow to keep them cold. The third, she cooks over an open flame. The roasted bird is left as goodwill in the bakery, and she takes a couple loaves of bread. She browses the weapon shop for her still absent crossbow. After a trip to the item shop to look over the shelves, she puts her birds away in the fridge of the communal kitchen for the housing she took.

At the end of the day, she'll be in Good Spirits, enjoying honeyed ale that reminds her of her world and her brother.]

(I will warn in headings for any spoilers, and please make a note if you haven't seen the movie and want me to avoid spoilers. Should be easy for me to do! Strong language may occur in threads.)

Player Name: Lynn
Are you new?: Not at all.
Character Name: Gretel
Character Fandon: Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters

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[And Gretel puts the loaves in the pack she'd had the bird in, wrapped up to preserve the warmth.]

I'm Gretel. I haven't been too social lately. More getting to know the lay of the land before I really went out of my way to meet anyone.

[And the damage she'd done to her wing had kept her pretty off her feet for the first while she was here.]

It's nice to meet you. Plenty of people aren't social for a while - it's sort of...jarring, to say the least. I was lucky enough to fall in with my sister's friends when I got here.

[ In other words, people she sort of trusted explained it all to her. Which helped. She would have been a lot less obliging, otherwise. Nojiko was putting the bird away as she talked, and now she goes back to leaning against the counter, casually. ]

Just wait until your first experiment. [ That's said a little wryly. Really, you don't want to wait for that. ]

It'd be a lot better if they'd at least brought my brother, too. [She's a little jealous, hearing about someone else's siblings. Not at all in a mean or vindictive way. Just one of those quiet jealousies for a comfort she's hungry for.]

I've heard about the experiments, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to want to shoot them the first time they decide to screw with me.

They still might. People come and go all the time - in season, at least.

[ ...Yep, that's a pretty legitimate reaction. ] People still do that. The last one - discounting a few confused days I'm not including - had to do with unnaturally happy, nosy elf doll...things.

[ actually, several people did shoot those. Go figure. ] Although all talk points to the next one probably having something to do with Valentine's. Apparently a yearly thing.

Valentine's?

[Not a thing in her world, but it obviously means something around here, if this woman's referencing it. Also if the... things... keeping them here make it yearly.

Maybe a little more information on these things can tell her what's really behind them. Because if they're enchantments... Oh. She's going to have fun finding the witches working for the Malnosso.]

Some sort of holiday other worlds celebrate. [ Nojiko shrugs. She'd never celebrated it herself, since it wasn't a thing at home. But she knows enough people who have been here longer, and listens to enough talk, that she knows people are expecting something. ]

Apparently the experiments around then are love-related.

[Those words. Those words set off alarm bells in Gretel's head, and it shows in her narrow eyes.]

Love related?

According to what I've heard, people fall in love a lot around that time. Sometimes think they've been in love for longer, although there are always the ones who aren't effected who say otherwise. Lasts a week or so, like everything else.

[ For what good the warning will do, she'll give it.

She also likes talking to customers sometimes. It keeps her occupied. ]

Well. Have to hand it to your Malnosso. I haven't actually dealt with love spells before. Heard about them, never come across them.

What kind of love are we talking about? [Because now the Witch Hunter part of the brain is actively engaged.] Sweet, sappy, "one true love" bullshit? Or the "you will love me or I'll wear your skin" stuff?

I hope to hell it's the former - and given what's been said, I'm assuming it's not the latter, so far. It'll actually be my first Valentines' day, too.

And I can't say love spells are a huge part of the pirate era, so...

Who would know? I'd like to know what I'm dealing with. Stupid to go into something like this blind.

I'd start with the longer-term residents. My sister can probably give you more details - Orange hair, tattoo on her shoulder, works at the bar - or try, oh, the proprietor of the tea shop. The woman who runs the school has apparently been here for ages, too.

And -- maybe more important than who to talk to -- will they talk to me? I know sometimes folks aren't too hot on giving up what they know on subjects like this.

Nami probably will. [ She says "probably" because she makes a point of not assuming what her sister will or will not do. ] The other two? Absolutely. Given what I know of them, they're willing to share their information.

I'll be sure to talk to them, then. Thanks.

No problem. If you need anything else, I'll try to point you in the right direction.

Thanks. I'll check back in.

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