“Interesting idea,” I whispered to myself, hurrying to leave.
I ditched jewelry and armor in the river near witch's house. She boiled her knives in healing potion and wounds sealed and vanished right after each carefully curved cut. “Farewell, jaded elf,” I said, hacking off my hair to finish the transformation."Greetings, new man."
Packing our belongings, she suddenly paused and looked at me.
“Quite an average man,” she laughed.
"Definitely an average hairdresser,” I sighed, glancing in the mirror.