PlayerOliver

When you were a kid, you lived with your grandmother in the small town of Silvertree, on the edge of a magical forest. Grandma is a witch, and she taught you how to use your magic to affect the natural world, too. “Magic is a part of you,” she always told you. “Learning how to use it means figuring out who you are.”

Now you’re 19 and on your own. After years of living in the forest while you perfected your witchcraft, you’ve returned to take care of your grandmother’s house and crow-familiar while she’s gone. Figuring out who you are feels more important than ever - not to mention, figuring out what Silvertree is. A lot is just as you remembered: the friendly generous next-door neighbors with a kid just your age, the proud town council, the quaint little shops with quirky punny names, the gentle shadowy forest full of magic.

Stone in the shoe

There's a short pause as you both fall silent.


"Well, I think the meeting's going to start soon," Zoe says after a moment. "It's a popular one—people are really worried about those development plans."


"The plans for the forest?" you ask, a sudden jolt of anxiety running through you.


"Yes, that's one part of it," Zoe murmurs. "But I think most people are worried about everything that's going to happen in the town."


You're just opening your mouth when there's a sudden hush amongst the crowd. You look towards the stage and see a group of smartly dressed people making their way to the long table, leaving the center place empty as they sit and start talking amongst themselves.


"There's the Town Council," Zoe tells you in a lowered voice. "We'd better find some seats."


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