Chilly wind swept past the girl, swirling her whitish hair in front of her. It had a ripple effect on the cold leaves, something that made the icicles dangling even more ominous. Why would leaves be left unfrozen if it were cold enough for icicles to be present? If you look closer, the icicles aren’t icicles at all - but you have probably figured that out by now. Vials, full of potions ingredients, sparkled in the light, multicolored gems peppering the greenery of the Willow’s branches.

The Willow’s trunk gave a slight creak as you walk forward, Ilvermornian. Keep your wits about you. The eerie stillness is not natural, as you know if you know anything about Whomping Willows.

Further along, if you’re not careful, you’ll trip over a rotund, black item on the ground. It rests there as if it were placed haphazardly on purpose. Inside the cauldron is a very simple message:

"Well, this isn't a hat. Get on with it! Make your way to the passage beneath the tree."

Was the workstation always there? That will surely make it easier to mix together a potion. What could help you get past those branches that have suddenly begun to sway, but only ever so slightly. So slightly, that if you weren’t paying acute attention to it, you’d miss it. But if your senses are heightened - which they might be in such a state - those subtle sways could be alarming. Do you dare attempt to extract the vials for the potions? How will you do it?


Creeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak



OOC: Feel free to decide which ingredients your character retrieves and what potion she will make.