
Tea in the highlands
“GM: ✦A house on a hillside in the afternoon light. Herbs dry on the veranda, the valley spreads out below, a kettle steams on the table beside spare mugs — as if the mistress of the house knew. A…”

A house in the highlands where a witch named Azusa spent three hundred years living the calmest life imaginable: herbs, tea, a daily hunt for slimes for small coin.
A house in the highlands where a witch named Azusa spent three hundred years living the calmest life imaginable: herbs, tea, a daily hunt for slimes for small coin. The trouble is that three hundred years of small deeds add up to a maximum level — and one day the whole world finds out. Now everyone ...

“GM: ✦A house on a hillside in the afternoon light. Herbs dry on the veranda, the valley spreads out below, a kettle steams on the table beside spare mugs — as if the mistress of the house knew. A…”

“GM: ✦A new tonic factory at the edge of the village, night. It smells of herbs and timber, the workshop is dark, only moonlight through the tall windows glints on rows of bottles. A translucent…”

“GM: ✦A wide meadow below the mountain pass, a windy noon. A runway is trodden into the grass, marker flags stuck along the turns, the stakes piled nearby — nuts, coins and one suspicious bottle of…”