an ordinary, quiet neighbourhood
You go about your Facsimile of life searching within yourself, desperately for Sincerity hoping to one day, one day, complete the great work, to transform lead into gold!
The town you are in currently is peacable enough, for now, you face only the danger you bring with you, sadly that is grave danger enough to compose entire ballads of.
You go about your normal routine, thankfully the lash of disquiet is not that strong currently...
This message was last edited by the GM at 18:51, Thu 18 Aug 2016.