My Bad Writing / Feb 20 2020
Created 2020-02-20 Modifyed 2020-02-20

123 Words

It was a bright sunny day in Moressley and Shannon was laying in the field taking in the sun when Roy came bounding over to say hello. Roy was a nice guy but an incompetent shaman. The man could barely string the most simple of spells together. The townsfolks would have him be a jester rather than a shaman but he is one of the few people in this world that can use magic, so he is being rained. Shannon also enjoys his carefree attitude and how he lightens the mood of every room he enters. One day with any luck Roy will grow into a halfway decent shaman or at least that is the hope of Shannan and the rest of Moressley.