A Mysterious Wooden Hut

You see a large wooden hut resting on ten foot tall poles and a few growing trees standing just five feet away. Although it is only a hut, it has about three stories, with plenty of vines and miss growing off of the walls, some even hanging down from the top roof as if the house itself had the hair of a hag. The first floor is a large base suspended by ropes and vines tied around near by trees in addition to the wooden stilts it stands on, the second floor acts as the smaller of the three with the top of its walls holding up the next on using angled support beams and more ropes, and the third floor was somewhere between the two others in size but sported a on side slopped roof and a balcony buried in the overgrow foliage above. Tree limbs poke free from a few places in the higher two levels with ropes and random objects hanging from them. Damp clothing and cooked meats dangle from bits of string and strange white markings of magic symbols are placed all over the outer walls in protective circles around the width of the levels, some even painted over windows. On the very top floor, you see an old rusted metal chimney pipe pumping out dim colored smoke to the limbs of the tall sick willow trees all around that block out the sun and only give light to a yellowish green haze protruding the air.

A wooden rickety ladder stands in the front of the house leading to a small suspended porch where the front door is placed, a metal knocker nailed to it's surface along with many varieties of potted plant set beside the walls near the door mat. Odd colorful lights flash through the windows and cracks of the structure as well as the tiny window on the door for seeing those outside. Someone is definitely inside, and the entire place and vibe just screams 'magic user here!', but would they be willing to help you? You could try knocking on the door and see who it is delving into the arcane art of causing fun lights, but they may not be too friendly to you, they may even be aggravated by a random person just arriving on their doorstep. The only thing more dangerous than a magic user is an angry one.