<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Storyline: The Sorceress' Kitchen:</strong></span><br/><br/>Through a window in a newly opened pub far from the trampling of the common sight seer is a woman that none would call beautiful or ugly. She is average in every sense of the word for a natural born native of the small northern English community. Brown locks of hair that are highlighted with red and blond in the sun, hazel brown eyes, and a pale complexion make up for her small slightly soft frame. She wears simple long dresses with an apron wrapping her hour glass figure. She owns the small inn and pub, working as the cook and can often be found socializing with the patrons that keep coming back.<br/><br/>The secret of  Alyth is that she is centuries old. A sorceress in her own right after the many battles and hard fought years mixed with the changes in customs had all left their marks, but not where the average person would look. For the friendly meek woman is a master in the arts of cuisine, using the herbs and concoctions to weave spells for the taster. She can create any emotion and elicit any behavior with the simplest of combinations of ingredients. Even in this sleepy town, none are the wiser to her using her skills to extract the energies she needs to remain young. She will stay for about twenty or thirty years in one place before moving on to another town to start over.<br/><br/>Her recipes take hold of the eater, they are overcome with pleasure, or happiness, or any other good emotion she wants induce. For only good feelings give her the power to ask for those things she needs to survive. She needs their sexual energies, and she isn't picky about the one offering to give it. Men and women alike had tasted her skillfully crafted food and her skillful touch as a lover. So what if they aged a year over one night with her, the experience was well worth the loss. Surprisingly she isn't dominate in bed as one would think, it was actually easier to extract the necessary energy when the other person was in control of the action and she was in control of the extraction of the little death. Being the proprietor of the Inn helps with the little details of where to express these delicious emotions.<br/><br/>Her most favored recipes are as follows:<br/><br/>For Happiness: Fried Happiness Fishcakes<br/>An appetizer of a Salmon Fishcake over fresh baby spinach and topped with slightly softened asparagus spears. The combination is always one to bring a smile to the most wayward of hearts. The combination of spices in the fish and potato mixture lightened the mood with its crisp nature and the fresh greens and wilted asparagus is refreshing to the palate readying it for the next course. The feeling of peace and contentment make for the end of worries and woes.<br/><br/>For Love: Savory Lover's Shepherd's Pie<br/>A shepherd's pie that is made with lamb and a garlic potato that makes the one eating it relax into a happy, homey state of being that conjures that happiness with whom ever is closest to ones heart. If the two are eating it together there will not be long until wedding bells or at least a night of uninhibited adoration. If only one of the part will eat the favored main dish, Alyth will make sure to serve the dessert to both parties.<br/><br/>For Sex: The Little Chocolate Death<br/>A chocolate cake with truffle cream icing, fresh fig and raw almonds arranged as a garnish and a side of creamy ice cream heavy in vanilla. The combination of the effects of the chocolate mixed with her hidden herbs including something spicy for added heat but barely detectable and the full flavored ice cream bring a state of euphoric delight to the taster that culminates in a desire to fulfill all the inhibited fantasies with the one they loved. Often that love would fall on the cook of these marvelous dishes and she is sore not to accept their favors.<br/><br/><br/><em>Article from the local Press after tasting the wares:<br/><br/>   One is hard pressed to find traditional foods that aren't so generalized that all the flavor is deadened in the reproduction. That can not be said of Witch's Mound Inn &amp; Pub in the north. It is a quaint little place nestled next to the post. Nothing is notable about the place until you eat the food.<br/><br/>   Delectable and homey with that touch that seems lost in our fast paced world, the owner and cook creates dishes that speak to the deeper part of our cultural psyche. All local ingredients, all traditional recipes, but crafted better than even Nana makes for Sunday dinner. Though a word of caution; It has been rumored that those that eat the Little Chocolate Death Dessert have an increased incidence of public nudity and increased libido. The owner claims there is nothing to the incidents beyond those having a few too many pints.</em>