Colette

Out of Retirement.

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The forest of Duskwood was eerily quiet this eve, a small cloaked woman stumbled down a rough path eventually reaching a derelict building which had a sign "Colette's Spa". 

The wilds had overtaken it and the small windows were broken, it's door hung off its hinges. Spiderwebs covered the entire interior. 

Stepping inside she nearly fell over from fright upon seeing a skeleton sitting in a rocking chair, a knife plunged into its chest.

The woman took her hood down showing she had long brown hair and green eyes, sighing to herself she cleared away some of the webs until she found a small ritual bowl.

Pulling the knife out of the broken ribcage the woman cut open her palm then and let her blood drip into bowl, placing it down on the floor in front of the chair, she knelt and prayed "Old witch, I call on your spirit to exact revenge on a man who has wronged me, just like men wronged you." 

As her prayer is finished a soft hand is placed on her cheek and she nearly jumps back as the skeleton is standing there, the blood from the bowl is now evaporating into a mist which seems to be slowly growing flesh back to the witches bones.

"Shh, it's alright dear one, I won't hurt you. I learned a long time ago my hatred of other women was merely projection. I am now bound to protect those such as you. Such is the price I paid."

Shaking it's head the witch's face begins to renew and the woman gasps, she is quite beautiful. 

After a few moments the now restored witch reaches out a hand "I'm Colette, it's nice to meet you dear one now...let me get dressed and I'll find the man who you've requested me to "deal with." 

The woman had no idea what she had let loose.