Broom Landing Zone
Tabitha, the youngest member of the Elemental Coven was returning, or rather, stomping home from her long day at Haunted Hallows Academy of Witchcraft. Her face was a deep shade of red, teeth gritted and a official scroll clenched in her fist. Being a very talented Weather Witch didn’t help conceal her anger. A small storm cloud was hovering above her, rumbling with thunder and small flashes of lightning.
She blew through the door and threw the scroll on the kitchen table. Eshne asked, “What’s got you so fired up?” Tabitha unrolled the scroll, “New directive from the Council: No underage witches can fly a broom!”
Esh snatched the scroll from Tabitha, “What? That’s not right!” Tabitha whined, “I know! How will I practice for the quidditch team?” Erica shook her head, “Who would make such a stupid rule?” Tabitha growled, “Madame Higgans.”
Esh laughed, “That hag? She would ban dancing naked around bonfires if the Celts weren’t so vocal.” Tabitha asked, “So, what can I do?” Esh took the scroll from her sister, “Leave that crone to me.” Erica narrowed her eyes as she asked, “Esh, what are you going to do?” Eshne waved her off, “Don’t worry, I’m only going to talk to her.” She gave Tabitha a wink, “Trust me.”
Help Eshne "talk" to Madame Higgans by finding the last of her potion, er...tea ingredient.
Bring your own scribing tool and keep your head up. This is a broom landing zone.