Wotcher, So you know what's real, what's not and the difference, and you still wanna be a witch-type person, huh? Easy, go speak nicely to Nanny Ogg, cross her palm with silver and she may mix you a brew with side-effects (amongst others) that'll make your weenie shrivel up and die. It's a one way ticket, mind? -- Amber
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