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The Whitlock’s
The Whitlocks run a trusted remedy shop while secretly practicing magic in a colony growing fearful of witches.
The Whitlock family had lived quietly in the colonial town of Ashbrook for generations. To their neighbors, they were respected merchants who owned a popular remedy shop near the town center. Their shelves held dried herbs, medicinal roots, teas, salves, and tinctures gathered from nearby forests and fields. Villagers came seeking relief from illness, injury, sleeplessness, and everyday hardships, and the Whitlocks rarely turned anyone away.
Behind their reputation for kindness and service, however, they guarded a secret.
Ann Marie Whitlock, her husband Thomas, and their children, Marcus and Rebecca, were witches.
Their magic was subtle and carefully hidden. A healing tea might work a little faster than expected. A protective charm might spare someone from misfortune. They believed magic was a gift meant to help others, never to control or harm them.
Each family member wore a pendant necklace passed down through generations. Though appearing ordinary, the pendants served as personal focuses for their magic and symbols of their family’s bond. They were rarely removed.
The Whitlock home and shop were also protected by hidden charms disguised as common folk traditions. Horseshoes hung above doorways, pentagrams were stitched beneath rugs and carved into unseen beams, and bundles of herbs rested within walls and windowsills. Most visitors never noticed them, and those who did saw nothing unusual.
For years, the family lived without fear. Rumors of witchcraft existed, but few people took them seriously. The Whitlocks attended church, participated in town events, and were known as honest, sociable members of the community. Their status protected them as much as their secrecy.
Yet change had begun to stir.
After the execution of an accused witch in a neighboring settlement, whispers spread through the colonies. Conversations that once centered on harvests and trade slowly turned toward omens, curses, and hidden evil. Accusations remained rare, but suspicion had beg