Spoken of in rumors and gossip, people talk of a young woman of noble standing. One whose body is the vision of perfection save for her head, resembling that of a pig. She speaks in grunts and eats from a trough adorn in silver. This lass hides herself away, spending her days playing the most beautiful music on her sole bringer of amusement, her piano.

Some say that her grisly appearance was brought about by magic. A curse placed on her whilst in her mother’s womb. The only way to break the curse is for her to lose her virginity by a suitor of similar standing and pure of intentions. Eventually a candidate is found but on the night of their wedding, the unfortunate beauty gives her newly wedded husband an offer of annulment, to which he declines. When he attempts to kiss his bride, she pulls away. Not wanting to doom this man to a life of loneliness that she has felt, she gives her betrothed a choice: To see her true beauty by himself alone or to be presentable to others while all he will ever see is his mistress with a monstrous face. He reverses the offer by saying that she is the one entitled to make that decision, not he.

Few details are known of what became of this woman, or the other women who have fallen to a similar fate. Some say it’s fiction. A story warning others to beware of those who may be capable of hexcraft. Or perhaps it's a tale that tells that love may find it’s way to get over the most unfortunate of circumstances. Perhaps we may never know.
-[Totally not :V] Bairds