《Under a Witches fingernails》15. History of witches pt1
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In the beginning, Hundreds of years ago tribes lived deep in the amazon rain forest. Four types of witches lived in this tribe that inhabited the Amazon.
1.Witch doctors
Witch doctors would gauge one eye out and sow the skin up so they could heighten their senses, doing this would allow to see infection and harmful bacteria that followed through the veins of the body to them it would shine different shades of gold depending on type of infection and bacteria. Identifying the differences would take at least 10 years of their adult lives. This also allowed them to heal wounds in hours hovering over the injured with a chant no matter how much blood was lost and how bad or deep the cuts being. They would then use herbs and spices to make antibiotics to fix along with their own blood. Ingesting it would make you immune to most sicknesses, poisons carried by animals and diseases. Every newborn baby would injest a drop and their immunity would last until adulthood. They could also stop the pain from childbirth with their spit. Witch doctors could see baby in utero throughout the pregnancy and work on fixing any complications to the best of their ability. They could prolong expected life spans using a potion. This potion however was only made available to the tribe's chef because it was a long hard process that took days, one mistake and the whole batch could be ruined and if they were to do this a lot it would take away for healing the sick and injured.
2.Hunter Witches
Hunter witches could sense groups of aggressive monkeys from a mile away. They could manipulate their arrows once shot by using the wind, they did this by using a potion they created with herbs that only worked for them. The hunters would drink it and fill their lungs with air and breathing out, selecting the target in their mind they could manipulate the wind up to two miles. The Hunters could also burst the brains of small animals and float the dead animal into their sacks, this however could only work from a few miles away. The hunter could also let out a high pitch screech that caused larger prey blind for 30 minutes. This screech could only be herd by the targeted prey, other hunters could hear this, but they had to be within twelve feet of the screeching hunter. This ability had a cool down of 24 hours. Since they hunted in large groups it didn’t seem too much of a problem as they would take turns until they had enough meat for their village. Hunter witches could also jump up to 12ft and glide in the air, making traveling much quicker than any of the other witches. They could also camouflage their whole body to their environment for 15 minutes with a cool down of 30 minutes
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3.Fighter witches
Fighter witches could individually create large invisible barriers around their tribes using spells, doing this however would drain their magic and had a cool down of 3 hours. If one were to touch the barrier with malicious intend it would burn the skin leaving painful blisters every two inches of the entire body. They could make strong weapons without touching any of the materials with their hands using their minds. They could put their ear to the ground and close their eyes and could see footsteps from 1 mile away for 1 minute with a cool down of 15 minutes. Trying to do this before would cause them to pass out for an entire 24 hours. They also had the ability to create strong walls and roofs made from wood standing 10ft tall if they said the spell together. Roof’s being one of the most important parts due to the monkeys. One football field of walls would take 8 hours and at least five fighters, lasting 20 days before having to redo the barrier. Fighter witches could also move to fast for the eye to see but they could only do this 2 minute at a time with a cool down of five minutes. A fighter witch could also break a selected bone of their target if you allowed them to get behind you without being seen by shushing in one of your ears. This was widely known as one of the scariest abilities throughout the tribes.
4.Domestic Witches
Domestic Witches had the ability to create fire with their mind. They could also separate the organs and skin from animals in under a minute using a spell for cooking and clothes. They could clean dirty water by blowing on in with intent, making it drinkable. They also had cleaning spells that they could use that could last all day without them having to say the spell again or worry about if things were still being cleaned. They could also make a potion that had relaxing psychological effects that would restore any energy they might have lost throughout the day while using magic and reset certain spell’s cool downs. they would make for everyone at the end of the day, using certain plants. Thus, regaining everyone’s strength. They could also put someone to sleep instantly using intent with a touch of their finger. They would also had visions of things that could happen to them or their family although the visions were rare, and they couldn’t do it on demand. They had a spell that would turn animal hid into thick sturdy clothes, without lifting a finger or constantly having to worry about respeaking the spell.
Witches in the amazon forest were created by evolution to adapt to the harsh conditions. Over time these types of witches were the base of any witch in present day. Present day witches. abilities just were way more advanced and had a wider range. Some even being hybrid of these witches. Unfortunately, they never advanced the cool down or duration times of theses spells
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Witch doctors and domestic witches were genetically always women. Hunter witches were always genetically men. Random selection left some of the tribe members still regular humans. Fighter witches could be either gender. Although it being random selection, the humans still carried the magic, it just remained doormat and the genetic trait passed through generations.
The humans of the tribe however were gatherers. The humans were in a lot of danger while gathering because unlike the hunters they couldn’t sense aggressive monkeys which were very territorial. There also wasn’t a lot of humans in these tribes either. Sometimes the humans would also do the trade routes to neighboring tribes. Each group and trade route always lead by a hunter.
The Runmi tribe worked very hard to not disrupt the rainforest’s environment and ecosystem while inhabiting it unlike other tribes who were careless and didn’t really respect the land. The Runmi tribe also eat every bit of the animal they hunted and used all its skin to respect the animals. They also would find a use for every part of any plants and herbs they gathered.
One afternoon on a pretty regular day, the gathers had now lurked meticulously in hopes of not being detected by any animals a mile away from their village. The tall tree’s creating a canopy of shade on their skin, small sunrays danced through the leaves. The humid air causing them to sweat. Toucans talking to each other high in the trees. The soft croaks of frogs in the distance. They had covered parts of their adust skin in mud. They walked hunched and eyes perplexed. At the very back of the group was a man named Avier. Off into the distance Avier noticed a stream of golden sunlight following upon a green and white flower he had never seen before. the dew on its big petals sparking. Around it was a circle of bare dark soil. Avier looked around him and the area to make sure he could safely stroll slowly to it. When he got closer, he smelled an intoxicating sweetness in the area, it only growing stronger the closer he got. When he reached it, he kneeled down and sniffed and let out a big sigh. Not knowing what came over him he picked the flower and put it in his mouth. His eyes rolled in the back of his head his mouth drool and his vocals humming. After Avier swallowed, he looked back, but the environment was completely different. The path he walked from was filled with plants and he couldn’t see through them. Avier’s vision started to blur and with each second that passed his mind started to fail him and haziness took over. Vines rapidly sprouted out the base of the plant and wrapped around his body. He tried as hard as he could but his limbs to week to get himself out of it. He laid flat on his back on the vaporous soil. Vines covered his body and had knitted like a tight sweater. No spots of his skin showing.
Although his eye’s closed, the mirror of the mind exposed a woman glowing with pale green skin. Surrounded by pitch-black nothingness. Her eyes held no pupils they were milky white all over. Flowing vines for hair.
“I am the mother of nature, I am Pachamama. I have been watching your tribe for some time now. I grew this flower as bait. I come to you bringing gifts my child. This flower will change you’re DNA forever and will be passed down to your children and their children and so on. I will also gift this to your wife. You must bring her a mile from your village going east. There will be a flower for her also. With intent you will now be able to grow any plant using your fingertips as much as you want. You may also rapidly grow them. You can make it rain in a range up to one mile although you can only do this up to four times a day. Your blood will now contain plant matter, if you choose you can take a drop to restore any plant you like. You can now create paths in the thickest parts of the forest, you may close these paths behind you if you choose by sending energy from your core down your legs and through your toes closing them behind you. You can also bred plants. You may now camouflage your whole body to your environment. You may now be able to talk, tame and domesticate Pumas” Her words lagged and echoed her voice sounding sweeter then songbirds.
A day later the vines slowly retracted into the base of the flower. Avier’s body covered with marks from how tightly they held him. He muscles week and gave out on him a couple times before finally standing up. He then returned to his village.
This was the birth of the nature witches that were only in the Runmi Tribe.
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