Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190628224007/@comment-26517142-20190731023519

"Candy-men, candy-folk, means the same, people." Azkadia rrings her hands around as if to insist on her given point. "Nardu got that spot-on. Now... this? Salt is actually... a good thing to use to threaten little miss Duchess of Sweets."

Anastasia seemed to breathe a bit before stating, ".. Candymen hate salt. They have an aversion for it due to the fact it... uh... (seems to ponder but stops flatly) ...wait. I forgot."

"You'll see, you'll see." Azkadia orders Ritzie to sit close to her. "You'll have to forgive Ritzie here. She... is quite the curious type. It got my interest piqued... so I decided to make her my apprentice. Of course, the country can't find out."

"As harmless as pinches of salt." Glinda commented as Elphabi gently knocked on the dungeon door. "Nemir. It is me. Elphabi. Let us in."

"H-HOW do we know it is THE GREAT WICCEN and not some PHONY using her voice?" said the shrill guard of the door. Elphabi sighs... and with green roots she casts from the ground she prompts the door aside. Standing in front of it was a Winkie shaking in her boots. . "Because only my magic can open this door at will." Elphabi said aloud.

"D...Do you want to return to being human?" said one of the Scarecrows. "We know of a way.. but..." Carousa quickly turns to her subordinate. "SHE cannot do that ! Think of how it will affect her sanity!"