Bramblepoint Southstar.

"In the Grand Land of All is Great, Amazing and Plenty," Dwin replied, grinning ear to ear (almost). "With my belly full of finest venison, lying on my back, paws in the air, basking in the sun and not having a single worry in the whole world," she smiled. "If I find my way to that promised land, I will make sure to send you an invite there too. A hag of your 100 years of age and experience deserves to be lazy time from time as well," she laughed, then sighed and cast a glance around the surroundings that in the dim light of a late autumn day looked uninspiring and far from the vivid imagery she had just painted. 

"I dunno yet. I intend to visit a friend that lives by the coast and then just see, where it goes from there," she said. "It is high time I made new acquaintances and friends here. Be like a spider, who weaves its web," she replied. "I do not intend to have children of my own, but I think that I have enough charm and spells to achieve connections through friendships. You should know that, by the way - you are the first one I tried the magic on and - look - where we are now," she laughed.