Mildew
Woo hoo, witchy woman
See how high she flies
Mildew skipped over the pond path and into her door, the old wooden board easily swinging into the hut; no need for locks in the Feverlands, where the environment alone was enough to put off all but the most determined thieves. Inside, small but cosy, there were spots to sit - on the straw and fur bed, the eclectic chairs by the window, a stool next to the large bubbling cauldron. Mildew herself went to perch on the bed, reaching up to a shelf and retrieving a deck of cards, which she began to shuffle between her fingers.See how high she flies
Gesturing for Deimos to sit, she slid the cards out on a tray before her then gathered them back up again for more shuffling, staring as if working out some unknowable puzzle to determine when they would be ready. "Well, firstly I'll need to know what it is you're looking for. Just a glimpse into your future? Or is there some specific concern, something that's been on your mind? The cards can help with all sorts, you know..."
She got the moon in her eye
