Two Rivers Isle the witches

The hag was truly a hag, rude and coarse. Her hackles rose, and she bristled, as the crone claimed to be getting off their leper colony. Leper colony? What the fuck did that even mean? This woman was seriously getting on her nerves, especially when she, instead of going back over the river, looked confused and swam right up to Malice. Though Aeronwyn feared little from this disturbing old woman, should she attack Malice with her probably filthy fangs Malice could be at risk for blood poisoning. You never knew where old woman had been, especially this one. 

Naturally, she slipped into the water and swam after the crone, closing the distance between them rapidly. Now she stood on the banks of their island. No, this wouldn't do. Aeronwyn slipped out of the water quickly, making to stand a close distance to the pair. "Wrong side of the river, woman. If you seek to get away from this "leper colony", whatever that is, you'll find heading in the opposite direction a worthwhile endeavour."