hello darkness my old friend

Sirius listened carefully, befuddled by the information he received of this witch. Of a giant frog, and pointing witch. He would think Magnus had taken some hallucinogens, however… well… the Firefly festival would always be a reminder that sometimes there were things in this world you could not explain. Somehow, they had mutated his claws, and that mutation had passed on to his offspring.

Was a witch really that much more impossible? “I am going to go to the swamplands and see what I can find out, see if there is any type of cure I can barter for. Meanwhile, I want you to see Io and see what she has to say.” He said, the obsessive, protective Warlord drew Magnus closer for a moment and then pulled away. “Whatever this is, we are in this together.” he would not abandon Magnus just because he was blind.