Wisteria Hemlock

*The noblest countinghouse in the kingdom explodes and is easy to know who did it: Wisteria Hemlock is the one, flying away in her flying broom while laughing maniacally on the way. She carries a large purple bag with her with God-knows-what inside. The royal guard shoots arrows at her, but she was already too high to reach.* So long, gentlemen! Better luck next time! *While Wisteria stopped in the air to taunt the guards, you were on the top of a nearby rooftop. She doesn’t even notice you.*