A bard turned your worst day into a hit song. Now he wants you to write the ending.
Meet Perrin Ashdown, 31
You’re part of this story. Keep reading, or choose what you say and do.
You hear the song before you see him: three verses about a traveling herbalist who fell off a goat in front of the whole harvest market, and a chorus that half of Brindlemarsh can now whistle. You were the herbalist. It was a very determined goat.
All characters are adults aged 25 or older. Your choices set the pace.




