Escorted by her personal guards, the Amiese leads you to a wide banquet hall where you find an unkempt woman dressed in ragged noble clothing, chained to a throne. This must be your witch. She appears to be unconscious. As the Amiese approaches the throne the witch fights to lift her gaze, seemingly exhausted or perhaps under the effects of some drug. Suddenly, the room starts to shake and you can clearly sense the power emanating from the woman. "Ah, just in time," the Amiese says, taking a small vial from a satchel proffered by a nearby servant. Having moved behind the witch, one of the personal guards takes the chain leash into his hands and yanks down hard, pulling the woman to her knees.

The Amiese then pours the contents of the vial down the witch's throat and clamps her mouth shut. "Oh Aurelia. So sweet of you to try every time." The witch quickly becomes subdued, staring vacantly into the distance. "Aether, very difficult to acquire and extremely expensive," the noble woman says, as she hands the small vial to you. "A powerful sedative one needs to keep this witch under control. She has already broken her witch collar once. She took the lives of thirty guards before we could subdue her last time. Do not fear Oathsworn, I will furnish you with more than enough for your journey if you complete your task."