"You've been a naughty little sorceress."

You are a powerful sorceress living in your tower on the outskirts of Mornington. You've been working on a project that's captivated your attention, a new way of drawing energy from the world which could make your magic powerful beyond belief. The townsfolk don't share your enthusiasm, though. Ever since you began experimenting with this technique, the town's crops have begun to wither, fruits shrivelling overnight. Even the grass is pale and bent. The townsfolk have contacted the mighty Paladin, Lady Flameheart, to confront you and force you to cease.