For day one of the Maptober event going on.

The witch's hut can be found deep within the fey swamplands, but there's no easy way to get there. Those who know the way, know the way, and those who don't... are lost. The Witch is known to many, but her appearance is a mystery; rumors claim she must be a terrible sight to behold, living so deep in such dangerous territory. They whisper fearful stories beside tavern firesides of demonic magic tendrils leaking from under fey trees, but the reality couldn't be more different.

Elsabeth lives a simple life. Witchcraft isn't so dreadful as all that- on the contrary, it requires a lot of difficult to find ingredients... hence her home. She raises her own animals- all with mysteriously long lifestpans- and considers the massive man eating plants her friends. Glittering butterflies appreciate her sunflowers, and the mushrooms make for a delicious stew.

Perhaps more shocking is the religion she studies, for Elsabeth is wise to the world, and the last thing she wants is to make any vengeful deities angry. Keep them happy, and they'll leave her alone to her studying, her contentment, and her brewing.