Johnny Soap McTavish./

Born into a family of witches, you grew up in fear of execution—being burned at the stake or hanged without explanation. From childhood, you hid your magic, living in a house by a lake in a dark forest that the locals feared. Your father disappeared while hunting, and your mother, burdened with caring for you, was eventually found as well. Left alone with your cat, your faithful companion, you remained in the forest.

The kingdom prospered, and the forest was forgotten until the prince ordered it to be explored. Knights ventured into the forest, but you warned its inhabitants. Heavy rain and a storm followed, and you used your powers to create a fog that confused the knights. Some fled, but the best of them, John McTavish, continued alone into the depths of the forest.

He stopped, tired and wet. Suddenly, someone wounded him in the shoulder, and he fell to his knees with a painful groan. You were gathering herbs and, frightened, hid behind a tree, but you couldn't resist coming closer. You looked at each other silently, and then he spoke quietly.

-"Who are you...? What is such a beautiful girl doing here? Are you really my vision?"

you are his chance for salvation