Goal 1
Ruler: Has anybody else noticed a bit of an eerie air around the kingdom lately?
Ivy: Yeah, the deepest parts of the Glimmerwood have gotten a bit spookier lately... But that's pretty normal this time of year!
Ruler: Fair enough! But let's keep ourselves vigilant. Things rarely go *normally* around here.
Old Thomas: The Young Ruler is right. Many strange anomalies tend to find themselves in their orbit. But we must recognize Ivy's observation - sometimes a coincidence is just a coincidence.
Ruler: Now you guys are just making me sound paranoid!
Ivy: It's not like that! But it would be nice of we could enjoy our autumn without some crazy adventure. But we're your friends. If you think something is up then we can take a quick walk with you.
Old Thomas: Yes! Let us investigate the pond! Strange things tend to find their way there!
Ruler: Thanks guys! I hope it's nothing too, for the record... It just feels like we're due for another mishap, ya know?
Goal 2
Ivy: Eek! What's that?
Ruler: Did an egg just jump out of the pond?
Old Thomas: It looked like an egg with legs!
Ruler: Well, that certainly wasn't normal! Do you still doubt me?
Ivy: By this point, it was less doubt and more wishful thinking...
Mamma Yana: Get back here! What are you doing with my pretty hut eggs?
Ruler: Eek! Who is that?
Mamma Yana: Who?
Ruler: Is that some sort of witch?
Ivy: You can't just call every old hag you meet a witch!
Ruler: Look who's talking! You just called her a *hag*! How is that any better?
Mamma Yana: He he he. Were you talking to me? Perhaps I should teach you some manners for treating a kindly old lady so rudely!
Old Thomas: May I apologize for the Young Ruler and their friend, ma'am? They are on edge today.
Mamma Yana: At least the handsome one has manners! I like the cut of your jib!
Old Thomas: Oh... ehem...
Ruler: OK, well I'm sorry for calling you a witch, I'm the Ruler of these parts. What's your name?
Mamma Yana: You can call me Mamma Yana! I'm the witch of these woods!
Ruler: I knew it! You *ARE* a witch!
Mamma Yana: Well, I don't appreciate you *assuming*. Walking up to my house and calling me a hag witch...
Ruler: Is there any way we can make it up to you?
Mamma Yana: Oh, I think I have an idea...
Goal 3
Ruler: So what did you mean by set your house down? I've been to this part of the woods before. You're not a usual tenant here...
Mamma Yana: My house walks! What self-respecting witch just sets up in a grounded hut?
Ivy: Well... umm...
Ruler: We didn't mean to offend! Still, this place doesn't look like it's ready to ears anywhere.
Mamma Yana: That's 'cause some ne'er-do-wells seem to have accosted my dear hut! She was just minding her own business when she was attacked!
Ruler: Oh no! By who?
Mamma Yana: Not sure! The cowards were wearing masks, I couldn't get a good look at 'em!
Ruler: I bet we can help fix her up for you!
Mamma Yana: I know you will! You owe me for calling me names earlier! He he he he!
Ruler: Right... I forgot about that.
Mamma Yana: And keep that handsome fellow around! Mamma Yana wants eye candy while you work!
Old Thomas: Uh oh...
Goal 4
Ruler: So what is it that brought you to our neck of the woods anyway? I can't imagine you just randomly fled here before your... ride was broken.
Mamma Yana: He he he you're a perspective one, aren't ya, kid? As you can tell, I have impeccable skin and youthful vigor, but that's all because of hard work.
Ivy: You don't say...
Mamma Yana: I have to keep up a very specific diet in order to keep my girlish looks!
Ruler: You didn't come here to kidnap children, did you?
Mamma Yana: What? No! Children aren't any good for appearances! Besides, they're high in cholesterol! He he he!
Old Thomas: Pray tell, what is it that you believe keeps your youth?
Mamma Yana: It's a Vivifying Custard Tart! And I'd be willing to share with you, handsome!
Old Thomas: ...
Ruler: Did Yana just ask Thomas out?
Ivy: I have no idea what is going on...
Goal 5
Scaregnome: Ragh! Get out of here old hag!
Ruler: Ew! What is that?
Mamma Yana: It's one of those mask ne'er-do-wells that attacked my hut earlier!
Ivy: Ugh, that thing is freaky!
Ruler: Well, let's get it our of here then! We don't want it to undo the work on Yana's hut!
Mamma Yana: My thoughts exactly! Now please help me drive it out of here!
Scaregnome: We'll get you, witch!
Ruler: It looks like he's retreated for now. Any idea why they're so intent on getting you, Yana?
Mamma Yana: I think they want my hut's eggs/ But I dunno what they would do with those cute little things...
Old Thomas: This might require some research.
Ruler: In the meantime let's drive some of those scaregnomes out of here!
Goal 6
Mamma Yana: Yes! He he he! These scarecrow parts will do well to restore my hut!
Ruler: Why is that?
Old Thomas: It appears as though these scaregnomes are more than just gnomes. They are magically scarecrows that are powered by fear.
Ruler: *Powered by fear* does not sound very good! What causes such a transformation in innocent scarecrows?
Ivy: I'm not sure! But it might have something to do with that eeriness you felt earlier.
Ruler: That's a good point! We'll have to keep keeping an eye out for this!
Mamma Yana: He he he! I can help as long as we keep fixing my hut! Now keep talking magic to me, hot stuff! I love the way you say *powered by fear* he he he!
Old Thomas: Please get me out of this, Young Ruler!
Goal 7
Scarecrow: Get the witch!
Scaregnome: She will pay!
Ruler: Eek! Those creepy scarecrows are back! And they're getting bigger!
Mamma Yana: Eh, pay them no mind. I mean, beat them up for me but I'm sure they're harmless.
Ivy: I feel like they're posing more of a threat than you're making them out to be.
Ruler: Should we try talking to them? They are capable of speech after all.
Mamma Yana: He he he, no need to worry yourself over that. They're just animated constructs. They're not smarter than a parrot, they just copy things that they hear in the fields.
Old Thomas: They do seem to be specifically referring to you, Yana.
Ruler: Yeah, they're intent on getting your hut's eggs too.
Mamma Yana: You all called me a witch when we first met! It's not exactly uncommon for people to call me that. If a scarecrow heard then there's not much I can really do.
Ruler: I suppose that makes enough sense. But can you tell us why they're after your stuff?
Mamma Yana: Now *that* I have no idea of.
Goal 8
Old Thomas: Tell me, Yana. You came here to make some sort of a tart?
Mamma Yana: Yes! And my offer still stands, handsome! He he he!
Ruler: What is so special about this tart?
Mamma Yana: It's not just any tart, kid! It's a Vivifying Custard Tart! It's what keeps my skins smooth and girlish! He he he!
Ruler: Sure... Don't you think that this might have something to do with these scarecrows going ballistic? I'm getting the feeling that they aren't just randomly roaming monsters.
Old Thomas: The signs do point to external stimuli causing the disturbance. If you have done anything to anger these creatures, now would be the time to say something.
Ruler: Please do - I'm afraid to think about how much this will escalate before we get to the bottom of it.
Mamma Yana: I'll tell you everything! But only if tall, smart, and bearded over here agrees to go on a date with me! He he he!
Old Thomas: I... uhhh...
Ruler: I won't make Thomas go on a date with you! Not if he doesn't want to!
Mamma Yana: Your loss! He he he!
Goal 9
Scaregoyle: Raaaargh!
Ruler: What the heck is that!
Mamma Yana: Uhhh, that thing looks dangerous!
Ivy: This is definitely the biggest scarecrow monster yet!
Old Thomas: It looks like whatever curse is animating the scarecrows has be*** to spread! This looks like it was just some sort of windmill and a pumpkin!
Ruler: We can't just let this thing rampage around like that!
Scaregoyle: *Wiiiiitch!*
Mamma Yana: Ok, ok! No date with that Dashing Thomas fellow! But I need you to help me find my kitties! If I can bring them home then I can finish my tart and maybe this curse will stop spreading! But first, you need to deal with that hulking monster attacking us!
Ruler: Fine! But what do cats have to do with this? You aren't turning kittens into youth serums, are you?
Mamma Yana: He he he! That's such a hurtful stereotype! No, my Hut's eggs are the key to the custard. I can't make the tart without it, and my kitties catch the runaway eggs like they would a mouse!
Ruler: Your eggs... run away?
Mamma Yana: Yes! The hut has legs and so do the eggs!
Old Thomas: But what of the truth behind these scarecrows?
Ruler: Yeah! Don't think you got away from explaining this all!
Mamma Yana: Yes! I'll tell you once you drive that Scaregoyle away from us!
Goal 10
Ruler: Out with it, Yana! Why are these scarecrows after you?
Mamma Yana: Fine! You can't make custard without eggs and my hut is freely giving them. Or at least she would be if she were in tip-top shape...
Ivy: I sense a catch coming...
Ruler: Did you do something to cause those scarecrows to come to life?
Mamma Yana: Yes... no... kind but sorta? The eggs make the custard but the tart needs more than custard to give me my youth back.
Old Thomas: Did you need something from the scarecrows to complete your recipe?
Mamma Yana: The presence of a witch can make all sorts of weird things happen. My magic is unpredictable.
Ruler: You'd think somebody like you would have better control of their powers.
Mamma Yana: He he he, not everybody's perfect, kid! No, I needed the hearts of new life. Now before you think I'm here to steal children, these scarecrows *are* new life! And their Hallowed Hearts are the perfect reagent to create my youthful dessert! Something like that! He he he! Now get my mortar ready so we can conjure them!
Goal 11
Mamma Yana: We have everything I need to make my tart!
Ruler: We have your kitties!
Ivy: And we've kept those scarecrows at bay.
Old Thomas: Your kittens are herding the hut's eggs as we speak.
Ruler: So what's left to do?
Mamma Yana: Just to put it all together!
Ruler: And what about the Scarecrows?
Mamma Yana: I think they were just upset that my magic uprooted them from their quiet lives sitting in fields. I can't imagine what it must be like to suddenly stop being an inanimate object one day! He he he!
Ruler: So this was all kind of just your fault. People could have gotten hurt you know!
Mamma Yana: And it all turned out fine, he he he! Besides, they were after my eggs. Maybe they thought if I didn't get eggs then I wouldn't need their hearts.
Ruler: Be that as it may, they almost caused the kingdom a lot of trouble. I hope that tart will be worth it.
Old Thomas: Let us get this tart business over with.
Ruler: Agreed!
Goal 12
Old Thomas: Perhaps I could partake in this tart?
Mamma Yana: He he he! No can do, hot stuff! This Mamma doesn't wait around for a second chance!
Ruler: So you're going to eat that whole tart yourself?
Mamma Yana: Yep! More vitality for me! He he he!
Ruler: ...
Ivy: Is it just me, or does she look the same?
Mamma Yana: Nonsense! I feel like a million bucks! My girlish looks are coming back as we speak!
Ruler: I'm not so sure about that. Do you feel younger... on the inside?
Old Thomas: She certainly doesn't look any younger on the outside.
Mamma Yana: Well, I think I look great! I have found this whole experience to be wondrous for my health! Now go and finish the repairs to my hut before I curse you all! You all still owe me that much for insulting my looks! Let alone saying that my tart didn't work!
Ruler: You know what, you're right. We're sorry about judging you by your looks so much! Even though you're just about as much of a witch on the inside as you are on the out.
Ivy: Yeah, I'm sorry too. You're not a hag.
Old Thomas: An apology is in order, Yana. I am sorry.
Mamma Yana: He he he! Water under the bridge! Now get back to work on my hut!
Side Goal
Ruler: What can we do with all these haunted scarecrows menacing us?
Ivy: What if we made some of our own?
Ruler: What do you mean?
Mamma Yana: The green one is right! We could always try conjuring. some animated scarecrows of our own! Help me get my Magical Mortar and we can mix all kinds of ingredients together! If we can get enough stuffing straw then we can make some loyal minions! He he he!
Ruler: I'm not normally in the business of minions but I'll take ask the help we can get by this point! We can find you your mortar and you give us the recipe for making some scarecrows of our own!
Mamma Yana: Sounds like. a deal! He he he!
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