Yer a Wizard, Harry!

She wandered the edge of the territory, picking up a selection of sticks for a project she was working on. She mumbled to herself as she inspected each stick she came across, leaving behind the ones that were unfavorable and picking up the ones that she thought would work good. She was focused on her task, though her mind was going a mile a minute as she worked out what she was going to do. Today, she was going to attempt to make poison darts or something. Or try to, anyway. It couldn't be too different from what she normally did, right? She had taught herself to make poisoned traps when she needed a new test subject. Though her traps were usually stationary, she was keen on trying something different. With that in mind, she continued her task of collecting the perfect sticks.


"Speech!"

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