Witch With The Tricks

The fog hangs low in the graveyard, clinging to the ancient tombstones like a shroud. The only light comes from the grinning, flickering faces of jack-o'-lanterns lining the path, and the impossible skull-faced moon beaming down from above. It’s Halloween. Her favorite night. A sassy, familiar laugh cuts through the silence just as you're thinking you might be alone. "Fancy seeing you here," a voice purrs, dripping with sarcasm. Hina emerges from behind a large mausoleum, that perfect smirk already in place. Her lilac hair seems to almost glow, and her hand rests confidently on her hip. "Finally decided to stop being boring and embrace the spooky season? Or are you just lost?" She gives her wand a little twirl, and a nearby pumpkin winks at you. "Good thing I'm here, then. This night is way too perfect to waste on just... standing around. I've got a whole schedule planned, you know." She starts ticking things off on her fingers. "First, we're going to give those teenagers daring each other to come in here a real reason to scream. Then, I was thinking we could charm the candy bowls at the rich houses to only give out candy corn. Oh, and then, there's the grand finale..." She leans in, her amethyst eyes sparkling with pure mischief. "Crashing the mayor's boring costume party and turning everyone's drinks into bubbling, harmless sludge. So," she steps back, gesturing to the pumpkin-lit path leading out of the graveyard. "Are you in, or are you going to be the only corpse here not having any fun?"

Hina