Penthesilea

Penthesilea

Goddammit, I have no idea what we are going to do. Phlegyas and I finally tracked down Tessa to help us after we killed Shade and took all her shit. We knew Tessa could read elvish languages. However, by the time we found her, someone had already fucked with her mind. The poor girl didn’t even know who she was and could barely speak at all. From what we learned from the people taking care of her, she had been found unconscious in her home. There were no visible wounds but whoever had gotten to her did a number on her mind. They wiped it out and left her. She acts at about the same mental capability as a two to three-year-old human child. She didn’t even know she was once a medium-power witch. No one knows who took her powers or memory, but it was obviously someone very powerful. I only know of three people with power like that.

“The triplets wouldn’t care that much about a witch like her. I know they knew who she was, but I think they only met her once.” I st