You'll just have to wait until it's ready...
Hyeh!
Hyeh!
*BLUB*
*BLUB*
Not long after leaving the Village... leaving home...
I met this old woman.
Ancient grimoires.
Suspicious potions.
A great ominous cauldron, always bubbling.
A pointy hat...
A huge, warty, hooked nose...
A dirty, creaking cackle.
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