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

Suddenly, all the lights go out except for those hanging over the stage—and then applause starts as three young women walk out, all dressed in similar, almost ethereal shades of pastel blues and pinks with an opalescent shimmer. Two of them pick up guitars while the other sits at a drum machine, and all three of them adjust their microphones for a few moments as the applause fades.


After a moment of silence, the woman closest to the front of the stage introduces the band quite simply:


"Hi. We're Scale the Mountain. We'd like you to scale the mountain with us tonight."


With that, she shares a glance with her band members, and with a sweep of her hand across the strings of her guitar, the first song starts.


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