Hopefully ya'll can tell that my style changes when I enter official contests!
I would spend another 5 hours creating a new style in one day, but seriously, THIS TOOK FOREVER. I'm not happy with the result, but I'm just glad I improved from my last contest skin... * shivers *

Totally not because teen skinning is easier and quicker

Just noticed my last contest skin was curropted and now i make a cursed one.

100th Skin! Most of my skins are drafted tho. ;c

Story / Description
Elizabeth. One of the few high ranking witch hunters, who collected heads of those nasty creatures nearly every day. Sadly, nobody knew what could ruin her life, the glory, her honor, her family. There was a group of witches that she wanted to find, they had no names, only titles. The Witch of the North, the Witch of the East, the Witch of the South, and finally, the Witch of the West. All four of the witches were extremely powerful, and had something unique to them. They have killed multiple hunters, including Elizabeth's apprentice.

While exploring the woods, looking for clues, she ended up finding something on the prized bounty she has wanted for so long. A stone, with a compass engraved on it. It was obviously not just a prank, seeing as how it was surrounded by powerful runes. These stones are very rare, and are left by those who work for the witches who want to see them fall. A specific ritual is required to use the stones, which she knew of. She started the ritual right then right there, as she never had felt so excited about taking away filthy life from this world. Once she finished, it glowed, and turned into an ancient compass created long before Elizabeth was born. The compass points toward the closest witch of the group. The witch that it points towards is the Witch of the North, the one who murdered the most hunters. After following the compass Elizabeth stumbled upon a tower, runes all over and around it, protecting it from any foul play such as bows, witches hate bows. * and water c; * The Witch of the North believed in her power, and did not need any henchmen like the rest of her coven. Approaching the door, Elizabeth heard whispers in her ear, most likely those the witch had killed and bound to her tower so they would suffer, and be forced to watch other hunters die.

Entering the tower, Elizabeth noticed a figure sitting in a chair, directly in front of the door. “ Hello..? “ Elizabeth said. The figure slowly started to fade away, most likely a decoy for those who would attack as soon as they saw something. Elizabeth went up the stairs, ready to face what's ahead. Once she reached the top of the stairs, she saw the witch. Bodies were floating, doing some sort of messed up performance. They dropped to the floor as the witch turned her head. “ Oh look, another friend. “ Immediately the witch had cast a spell which covered the entire floor, that created lava around the corners of the room and the exit, which slowly started to move towards the center. Elizabeth started to fire everything she had at the witch, but all the witch had to do was cast a spell of protection. But she didn't... she had something up her sleeve. Elizabeth did not know that the witch did want to die, and that the witch had lived for over 9,000 years * it's over 9,000!!! * and wanted to go down with a boom. Before the battle with Elizabeth, the witch cursed herself with something so powerful that it will even activate after death. The witch grinned, as she was hit.

Elizabeth woke up, wondering what had just happened. The last thing she saw was the witch fall to the ground grinning, and then a flash of white light. She got up, then fell back down landing on something soft. “ What happened to me...? “ She got up, more carefully this time, and went to the mirror. She saw a monster. She had grown wings, and her legs had changed, she was a harpy.