Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Story Post: Speaking with many locals

Tiring of my feet resting in the Palace I went on a walk in the woods; in the confusing turns and thick brush I soon lost myself. Eventually the White Knight found me but his helmet was on and he mistook me for a pawn! He gave me some rations of bread and directed me to a path through the woods.

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