New York by Night MtA (IC thread)

[Bennosuke]

Bethany looks around her. The lake, or river is behind her, it's stone cobbled bank spreading in a long curve to either direction. Ahead, the stones lead to a thinly run series of grasses and weeds, which are shadowed by the twisted silhouettes of the looming forest. The woods are so thick that Bethany cannot make out much more than a black abyss under the tree cover. It may be a trick of the light, but she could swear that she sees large shapes moving in that darkness.

The Crone sits perched atop the branch of the nearest tree. When Bethany looks back, the owl's feathered torso has been replaced with the sagging flesh of an elderly woman. Withered breast hang down past the Crone's clawed talons. She cackles and says, "Don't look so surprised dear. We both know you were bound to come back to me."

Spoiler: OOC

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