Witch's Marsh Oh [m]y God, she looks so helpless, and her body's saying: "Hell yes."

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Had she known the name of the marsh she was in, or who she was to meet in it, she would have laughed at the irony. But she was unaware, moving quickly through the marsh to drier ground. The marsh covered up her scent, which was against her interests at the moment. She hurried as much as she could to find some land that didn't sink underfoot, though her nose wrinkled at the half-claim on the grove to the east. Defiant, she pulled herself into the claimed ground, attempting to quickly pass through to neutral territory. Her pace slowed as a familiar scent hit her nose, but she froze as she could not place it in her addled brain.