Bushwhacked

When I got home that evening, I was bushwhacked. I had been out all day working on new spells &  selling my potions to the local magic shop. I awakened Bonehilda to put her to work immediately. While she was cleaning, I went down to the lower deck and harvested my plants before going straight to bed. 

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