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Rarity: Rare Core
Ears: Aviar
Horns: Dense + Immature
Eyes: Empty
Body: Plumage + Guilded + Clawed + Armored
Tail: Flighty
Legs: Risen
Cerridwen lives and works from her home in a large tower. She's well known for her potions and herbal tonics by many a traveled soul who happens to pass through the town. Vast numbers of rumors have been spread about the old owl, some claiming she'd eat you if you showed any fear around her! Others simply claim she's much older than any spirit alive or could possibly live to be. Rumors are just that, though. In reality she bears a cold exterior to conceal the warm heart she truly has for the warry soul or helpless child. Should you wander her way and show respect Cerridwen will happily lend you a bed, the bath, and fix a hot meal to ease your tired bones. She's even been known to take in homeless children until they're strong enough to step out on their own. However not without some supplies and an extra meal or two for the road if she's able.
You find yourself at the base of a giant tower that has over many years been engulfed in thick vines and leaves which spiral all the way up towards the bright blue sky. As if to touch the clouds the green tendrils reach and reach ever higher. Some even curl into window frames and around small pillars in the front garden. The yard was full of so many different plants you'd be lucky to name just a handful of them correctly. Some had flowers and brightly colored fruits, whereas others seemed to grow short with broad leaves. Maybe these had fruits inside the ground? Pulling yourself from the endless greens and various flowers your eyes are drawn to those beautiful windows. Stained glass depicting the royal family filled each frame. It must have been a lot of work, you think, to make a window of so many colors at such a size. Or possibly just one very large glass maker.
The big door, also covered in bright green vines, opens unprompted and a tall, lithe woman stands before you. The sun catches on the shining golds that adorned her body and nothing short could be said about the awe felt as this regal individual spoke in a smooth voice. "Salutations, traveler. Your journey has brought you, like many others, to my door. What do you search for?" She waited for a response and turned with a hand stretched inside. "Be it a place to rest for a moment, or some aides to your quest, may you find them here." Warm herbs and something sweet wafted from the doorway, making your stomach growl and all the tiredness in your limbs suddenly felt so much heavier. Maybe you could stay a while. As you took a step forward and thanked her for her hospitality Cerrridwen seemed to loosen her shoulders ever so slightly and possibly even a smile slipped onto her lips.
"I'll put on some tea."
