Day 9 of Tales of Wanders
Early in the morning a soft mist covered the ground. All the towns people gathered just out side of the Wagons and tents. Whispers amongst them started with one in particular elder male who had started to raise his voice. Suddenly the young woman emerged from her tent, raising her hand the elder male was cut off. His voice had become quiet barely able to speak at all. Puzzled by her actions some of the locals and some other bystanders who had gathered over night let out small gasps at the poser she seemed to have. Quietly she walked over to the center of the gathering and spoke with a soft yet firm tone, a sense of calmness flowed from her silky lips with each word. She said "my name is of no importance to you, only my actions and why I have brought my following of Gypsies to your town. Years ago when i was but a small child, I was taken from my home my dark forces. As you look around you will see some of these forces still here today." She motioned over toward Timmy the tree and a few others. "Look at Timmy who has been that way since before many of you were born." Nodding in agreement the listened with quiet intent to follow what she was saying. "I am a Fae, Goddess of light magic. Now that I have reached my 21st birthday and have come of age I am here to restore what once was to what is should have been. These traveling Gypsies found me and raised me as their own. Only a short time ago did I realize my powers and the truth about what happened here and across all these lands. I do however expect you to treat these Gypsies with respect and look at their wares they have brought with them. The Celebration will start tomorrow as I prepare to do what I need to" And with that last word she turned and walked to the Swampy area close to where the darkness had started. Only in time will we know her true powers and what will change in these lands