The Lore of Illusionist Leah of the Lake

On the eastern edge of Dream Master Lake, there's a little path that snakes its way through copse and tree. As you meander for a short time upon this trail, past shrub and bush, brush and fern... you might eventually stumble upon a small yet charming little cottage.

A freshly-varnished white picket fence surrounds an incredibly neat little kitchen garden, replete with herbs, vegetables and modestly pruned fruit trees. A latched gate sits appropriately aligned in the middle of the fence, open which a carefully carved sign reads "Briar Rose".

You open the gate and walk up the garden path, under the arched trellis and up to the front door, and are instantly drawn to the fascinating brass knocker in the shape of a woodpecker. You feel strangely compelled to see who lives here, so you set about striking the door with the woodpecker-knocker, at which point the door springs open revealing a lovingly tiled corridor leading into the abode.

Venturing carefully into the quaint cottage, you enter a cosy living area filled with plants and flowers of all conceivable variety. You see they are dotted all around the room, filling various jugs, mugs, vases and glasses. What kind of gentle soul could possibly live in such a fragrant, calming atmosph...

"WHAT IN MOLOCH'S MILK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?", screams a young lady as she engulfs you in a strange green cloud of spores.

As your throat constricts and you fight for breath on the floor of the comfy little room, your final senses are filled with a delicate smell of roses, as a surprisingly large fox begins to gnaw on your leg.

Entered by: 0xE4E0…211D and preserved on chain (see transaction)