@geminisacrifice ; ʟɪᴠ ᴘᴀʀᴋᴇʀ & Qᴇᴛꜱɪʏᴀʜ.
"careful, little witch. you play with fire, you get burn." and qetsiyah makes sure her talisman returns to her hands as she sees the young blonde try and touch it. she doesn't trust easily, not even other witches, due to her own history with her kind. "however, if you are looking for ingredients for a spell or a particular curse, that I can help you with. so. sit, drink. . ." she pushes a glass of alcohol her way and smiles. "and tell me what you need, sweetie."













