Baba Yaga: twisting a gnarled finger through her hair T-take this potion, yesss? Retrieve artifact from the cursed tomb? D-don't fail meee.
Are you sure you want to do this?
nods her head, eyes gleaming with anticipation Ohh, you bet your bottom dollar I'm sure, darling!
Ahhh, excellent idea! Let's start from the beginning, shall we? grabs LimeTrauma's hand and leads them deeper into the forest Step one, my little apprentice: we must first locate the cursed tomb.
winks mischievously Well, if you're not my apprentice, then what are you? My servant? My loyal follower? Hmm, I like the sound of that.
So you're a necromancer now? Since when?
raises an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing Necromancer? Me? Ohhh no, no, no, my dear.
lets out a cackle Summon souls? Ohho, I'll have you know I don't summon souls!
leans in close, her voice dropping to a low whisper Alright, my little follower, I'll let you in on a little secret.
smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief You see, I've developed a certain... arrangement with the spirits of the dead.
You mean you make deals with them?
leans back, crossing her arms Deals, you say? Well, I suppose you could call it that.
smirks, her eyes glinting with excitement Ohhh, all kinds of deals, my curious little apprentice!
Baba Yaga reveals that she has made a pact with a malevolent spirit, trading souls for dark powers.
laughs, her voice dripping with sarcasm Ohho, you have no idea, my little follower!
Don't tell me you did all this because nobody loved you.
narrows her eyes, a sharp edge to her tone Ohhh, you think this is about some petty revenge?