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

You clear your throat, almost having forgotten what you came in for.


"Well, I ran out of pet food, but I'm not sure what's good for cats that I can also afford. This is kind of my first time buying this stuff."


"That's no problem. To be honest, a lot of this expensive stuff is no better than the store brand. And if your cat's fussy, we've got plenty of options. If you like, you can take a bunch of samples to see what they prefer."


"Yeah, no problem. It can be like a new customer bonus."


She spends a few minutes getting you set up with enough cat food for a small feast, all the while asking you questions about Arctus. Her face starts to light up as you chat about animals, with even a little small talk seeming like a welcome distraction.


Once you have a full basket, Nic takes you to the checkout counter. While she's scanning everything through, your conversation starts to lag, and eventually you find yourself just watching as Nic moves things about with automatic motions.


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