Bree, about 12 years ago
The cool morning breeze wafted in through the window of the tiny Bree home as Arthur Northropp hobbled across the floor on rough crutches. In one corner Sonya sat, already hard at work on a new weaving. The large tapestry she’d finished yesterday sat against the wall, rolled up and ready for delivery. A good commission, and one that might let them finally get out of the city. Finally own a farm again.
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NPC becomes player character
