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

He takes a sip of the drink he's holding, seeming slightly uneasy in spite of his skepticism. Zoe sighs.


"I don't know about you, Huknock," she says, "but it seems like too much of a coincidence. Only a few days after we all hear about these plans, and suddenly this? I think if the council was willing to keep us all in the dark about those, then they wouldn't be averse to letting that company start their work a little early. I have half a mind to bring this up next time Dina wants to throw an impromptu meeting."


"Do you really think that's it?" Tayo scratches his chin again, slowly shaking his head. "I was thinking more along the lines of a bootleg lumber operation, but I suppose anything's possible. I think I'd have to see it for myself to really believe it, though."


"Well, it doesn't take magic to make a tree disappear," Zoe says with a knowing look—and you struggle to keep a straight face as, like a flashing light bulb, the image of your grandma doing whatever mysterious thing she's busy doing pops into your head. You can't quite believe that she would really be spending her time making trees disappear, but still—you feel the urge to redirect the conversation a little.


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