the microphone of death (you only need sing one note and your soul is forever hers), the enchanted lipstick (once applied, would turn you into a hideous crone) and her greatest creation, Shanny Poonanny, her faithful yet spirited horse (actually the mare was more of a Fence Pony).

cast a spell on the whole village, sending them off into a deep slumber. There they slept, oblivious to the evil at work. They remained that way until a brave and handsome knight rode into town on a steed as black as pitch. Sir Nicholas went from house to house trying to awaken everyone but to no avail. There was no one awake in the whole village. Then he came upon Tenmara's cottage.