prologue, act i. [voice]

[forestwitch]

W-where am I?!

What sort of fate has fallen upon me now? I demand to know, where am I and why have I been brought here?

Has the wars stopped? Has the chaos been quelled? Tis not Erion, I know that much, but I do not know why I am here. This is a kingdom of some kind. More or less, a village judging by the houses I see before me.

Where is my clothing? I never wore this type of dress before. I do hope I am in the company of friends and not foes…

Comments

[like-a-romanov.livejournal.com]

Well, let's see.

It's not a kingdom, aaand you're probably among foes. Or at the very least strangers. Possibly hostile ones.

...That probably doesn't make you feel much better.

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[pooka-prince.livejournal.com]

No... 'tis impossible...

[cowardly-prince.livejournal.com]

Surely, I'm being taunted.

Velvet?

[properwhitemage.livejournal.com]

[Oh. New mother.]

Miss? Please, calm down.

[inb4gar.livejournal.com]

You are in a town called Mayfield. A town where supposedly there is some sort of magic that does not allow anyone to return home and personal possessions taken away from us.

At least that is all that I know about this place since I've been here.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Mayfield is like anywhere else - some of us will be friends, and some of us foes.

[perfect-mother.livejournal.com]

You've arrived in Mayfield, dear. And most of the people here are friendly, but you should still be careful~

[kol-shevik.livejournal.com]

Mayfield town is not much of kingdom, comrade. Would be better to not exist at all!

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

"friend" and "foe" are such relative terms in a place like this...