You look around the shop in confusion. As your senses come back to you, you realize you are not where you are supposed to be. A bit of panic begins to set in as you look about in desperation before your eyes lay back upon the witch. The witch looks at you curiously; almost as if she's studying you, but her gaze is making you even more nervous.
"P-Please..." You beg her, "I d-don't know who you are or how I got here, but p-please don't hurt me... I am but a l-lowly slave to my Master..."
The witch was surprised. Where once was standing a chosen wielder of the Tome of Everfrost now sat a cowardly and confused ice elemental slave; a mere servant of the book's master, whomever that once was. She reached down and picked up the dropped tome; closing it up before addressing you.
"I have no intention to hurt it," She spoke, "I am but a humble provider of mystical goods and artifacts. I seek only monetary gain by selling things that nobody else can provide."
"I... Y-You won't hurt me?" You ask; starting to calm down, "But... Wait... Why do you have Master's book? A-Are you a friend of theirs? C-Can you help me find them?"
"I... Erm... Uh..." The witch seemed conflicted; though you are unsure of why. You watch her think for a minute before she gives you her answer...