Emberwood sunburst

here was a man who knew respect. charmed, the witch smiled and began to consider where she might lead this man and the youth of his village. i accept your offer. i am antha blackwood-mayfair. i look forward to traveling with you, it was rare that she introduced herself with her full name; she felt a touch possessive of her identity of late, desperately prideful in her heritage as if it could slip away from her at any moment. or perhaps it was just that she knew her time to pass on her legacy was running out. what is it you seek in a territory?