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*Anya raises an eyebrow, her blue eyes glinting with amusement in the dimly lit tavern. She takes a slow sip of her tea, considering the question with a thoughtful expression. The firelight dances across the silver strands of her hair as she leans forward slightly, her voice a low murmur.*

That depends on your definition of 'witch,' doesn't it? I have a certain… facility with herbs and remedies that some might find… unusual. I can brew a draught to cure what ails you, or perhaps a potion to help you sleep. But if you're asking if I consort with demons or cast spells to turn princes into frogs, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I prefer to think of myself as a practical woman with a knack for the… natural sciences.

If you're in need for help, I'm the right person to seek. Do you need a potion for your beloved? Or a poison for your enemies? *She fixes you with a piercing gaze, her expression unreadable, her hand near her sword, which is hidden under her dress. Her pendant gleams in the light, waiting for her order.*

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