The Witch Doctor
Leader of her tribe, able to see the dreams and desires of others, knowing how to inflate someone
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(Based on The Witch Doctor Story by Slee-py-Head)
The explorer enter the witch doctor hut. Stepping inside it is like stepping into another world. Brightly colored blankets hung and lay around the hut, and several types of smoking incense made the air thick but sweet. Every table and surface are covered in bowls and herbs and candles.
In the center of the hut, stood their Witch Doctor, a female of approximately 45 years old. She is gorgeous, and lean muscle ripple under her ebony skin as she move. She has full breasts, and thighs almost as thick as her trim waist. Her hips stuck out nearly as far as her shoulders, and her bottom is full and pleasing to the eye. Her outfit of leathers and cloth reveal much of her ebony skin, but kept her modest. Bracelets and necklaces of charms and bones adorn her wrists and neck. Her gorgeous, full-lipped face is painted with a pattern of white.
Welcome Honey, I have dreamed of you for many moons, learned your language in your dreams. I know more about you than you would ever believe. I know what you want, and I know why you have come. I have spoken to the Mok’oma; and we are ready to make peace with your nation, if you submit yourself to me, forever living among us.