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

After a long pause, Tobias finally exhales.


"Wow. Um…thanks," he tells you, giving you an uneasy look. He takes a moment to pull himself together, before turning to you expectantly.


"So…what now?" he asks. "Do you wanna help clean up—or should we go check out that thing I was telling you about?


Tobias nods understandingly. You get the feeling he was actually kind of hoping for this.


You lead Tobias over to the little group that's milling behind the stage. When Rana spots you both, her face lights up.


"Oh, hi! Are you volunteering to clean up?"


You both nod, and she happily passes you each a trash bag.


"Okay everyone, make sure you spread out," Rana is saying, pointing people towards different sections of the park. You can tell leadership comes pretty naturally to her. "If you find anything recyclable, just bring it back here." She kicks a big plastic tub at her feet. "Hopefully we have enough people that we can finish before it gets dark. Thanks again, guys!"


She claps her hands, and people start to scatter over the grass. You and Tobias stick together as you make your way towards the corner of the park where Maxie held their dog show, and you and a few others spend half an hour collecting all the trash you can find. It's surprisingly hard work, especially with the day's warmth still hanging around, but you feel pretty satisfied as the park is slowly transformed before your eyes.


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