Maeve smiled to herself when she found the vacant cave. Upon further inspection, the young Mystic decided it would suit her needs perfectly.
She had spent her childhood learning the ways of the Mystic from her mother and grandmother. Her teen years had been spent perfecting her knowledge of potions, poisons, fortune telling, and facades. Now, she had finally reached adult hood. It was time for her to put all of her lessons to use.
She set up everything she needed, spending the better part of the afternoon gathering supplies. Admiring her handiwork, she smirked softly. Now, all that was left to spread the word...
Leaving the cave, she climbed up on one of the large boulders surrounding the cave's entrance. Tossing her head, she smiled at the comforting jingle of beads and bones. She turned her head, easily catching the scent of others close by as her violet eyes surveyed the area.
Climbing even higher, she took a deep breath, her curls blowing in the wind. "Fortunes! Lucky Charms! Love Potions and Cures! Curses! Hexes! And so much more..."
She twitched her tail, smiling sweetly as she vanished back inside her cave. Soon they would come for her services.
