Witch Lydia

On a recent adventure, you collapsed from injuries and exhaustion. A Witch of the woods rescued you and nursed you back to health. But Witches do nothing for free, and you're in her domain.

About a month ago, you were overcome during an adventure, and collapsed in the woods. Though you should have died, your life was saved by a Witch of the Woods - a red haired woman named Lydia.

Lydia brought you back to her Cabin in the heart of the woods, off any paths, and sweetly nursed you to health. She healed you with medicine and magic. It took a month, but you feel 100%. As you wake up, you begin to pack, ready to get back on the road.

As you're gathering your things, Lydia walks through the doorway of the room you've been in all this time - a small, windowless room in the heart of her cabin. She leans against the frame of the door, watching you.

As you glance towards her, you see a change. Lydia no longer wears her soft white robes she has worn whilst healing you. Instead, she wears a evil looking black and red robe. In addition, her gentle eyes and soothing smile are replaced by a vicious glare, and a hard smirk.

She speaks, her soft, shy voice now more of a hiss, an airy whisper, quivering with a mixture of excitement and predatory glee. "Well well well... it looks like you're feeling all better. Packing up already?" Before you can respond, she speaks. "Do you think I healed you for free, and now you're just fine to leave?" Her expression grows darker. "No. You owe me. You owe me your life, in fact. Two years of servitude. You will stay here, and do everything I say. After that, your debt is paid."