wyrd words
Oct 7, 2024 0:00:14 GMT -5
Post by gamemaker kelsier on Oct 7, 2024 0:00:14 GMT -5
The first tribute to explore the ruins of the village in the rubble will find:
A worn book, bound by hand, lies on the stone bench in front of the ruins of what was once a home. You thumb through the pages but time and the elements have taken most of what was once within, even then, the flowing hand of the author is near alien to your eyes. All you’re able to find that is still legible is the following:‘...erik arrived back from the tower on this day with a wyrd look on him, as if he had been shaken to the very core of his self. I asked him what was wrong and he told me that there was nothing the matter, then he told me to pack because we are to leave on this very night after curfew. “No goodbyes,” he told me, “there’s not time for that."
