The Past Lost So That the Future May be Found
Once Upon a Time
Such innocuous words, no? Words full of weight and hope and meaning, right? Do they carry the same meaning when your own “once upon a time” became your personal hell, in service to an uncaring – or worse, all too caring – member of the Gentry?
No, your “once upon a time” is no more. It was stolen from you.
However, that doesn’t mean that you are no more. It doesn’t mean your story is done, that you are done.
Now is your time. Your past may have shaped you, but it doesn’t define you.
Private Game, Public Face
This is intended to be an adjunct to a private game. I’m giving it a public face in case any of our players decide not to join Obsidian Portal.