A witch who indulges in fantasies of “if only this, if only that,” on a rooftop embraced by blue skies.
She sleepily whiles the days away, thinking only of things that will never come true, spending her time in supreme bliss.
Her minions have tied down one of her legs so that she doesn’t drift right off the roof and go missing, and have locked the rooftop door to confine her there.
However, since the witch prefers to stay on the rooftop anyway, she doesn’t seem to mind.
She doesn’t take an active fighting role, but will still attack those who interrupt her reverie.
Incidentally, the face depicted on her giant cameo brooch is said to have nothing to do with her.
This Witch sits on a rooftop under the blue sky, dreaming about what could be. The best part of her life is when she wastes time between naps, thinking about all the things that will never come to pass. Her Familiars tie her legs down and lock the door to the rooftop so that she will not fly away. She does not seem to be bothered by this, because she wants to stay on the rooftop forever. She will not fight unless an intruder disturbs her musings. On a side note, the profile on her huge cameo brooch has nothing to do with her.