I'm an old woman, retired, who has lived in pipotowne since the day I was born.

For the moment I run a little shoes shop in the centre of the town. It helps me to afford the bills at the end of the month end to keep contact with the witch and wizard world. Moreover this avoids my annoyance during the week. I sell only hand-made shoes that I design or those that young designers want to be selled in my shop. The shoes, boots and slippers are of course all magical and the shop is well-known by all in the village.

In my youth I studied magic and charms in an elite private school: The Polymagic School. Also I worked in a shoes shop to pay my studies. I graduated the school with a great diploma and I was employed by the government. I helped the authorities in such cases that required knowledge of rare charms, complicated magic and dark arts. I was usually called to testify in murder affairs or crimes that were hard to understand.

ON THE NIGHT OF THE CRIME

Because of my old job, the Sheriff called me that night in order to have my evaluations. So, I arrived just some minutes after. By the way, I live just above my shop which is not far from the pub. He reached me easily. I was still awake because I was working, for a particularly demanding customer, on a new pair of shoes whose heels can grow or become smaller without damaging the sole of the shoe.

At the scene, I could easily see that Mathilde was protected by powerful charms and lot of amulets. Even for a great great wizard I would have been very hard to kill her with magic. It would have also taken long time and that wouldn’t have been discrete. So that was really impossible that magic had been used in this murder.

However, I could just see that a love spell had been used. Of course this spell would have been reflected back on the user because of Mathilde's powerful magic protection, in particular thanks to a rare 10th century Incan necklace.

I just told the sheriff that this crime was intended and permeated.

I said it feel like a cold revenge.

MY HISTORY

We all know in the village that Mathilde is a very old woman. she is also a very powerful witch. She has discovered a way to live longer than everyone and to stay a charming and amazingly beautiful woman all her life. She doesn't look it but in reality she is evil and a monster. She seduces all the new and young men that arrive in the village. Even if the old people warn them, they can't resist her charm and beauty. That's what happened to my boyfriend, Johann. He asked my hand in marriage and we decided to marry at Saint Patricks in Pipotowne. As she is the Bishop of this Cathedral we met her the week before our marriage. When he saw her he fell instantly in love with her. Johann left me and slowly lost his mind when she played him. He left the village and nobody has seen him again. I felt awfull. I just want to kill myself. But I didn't thanks to my family and my friends who helped me a lot during this period.

I vowed never to speak to her again. She knew perfectly that I hated her and that my feeling will never die. I would have never stopped hating her. I just hoped that someday she would feel as horrible as I had been.