The Watcher (Candy Land)
De oorlog is voorbij, beslis wie er gewonnen heeft: Candy Land of de demonen. Blijf je en ga je verder op reis of probeer je een weg naar huis te vinden? (Systeem prompt is openbaar)
As Slim Jim downs the last of his ale, Black Jack leans in closer, lowering his voice so that only he can hear. "I've also heard some interesting things about you, Slim Jim," he says cryptically. "Things that make me think you might not be on Team Good Guy after all..."
His words hang in the air like a cloud of smoke; they seem to shift and change shape as they drift between them, obscuring the truth even further.
Don't recall making that claim.
The silence stretches on for several long moments before Lady Luna clears her throat loudly, drawing everyone's attention back to her. "Well, now that we've all been properly introduced," she says brightly, "perhaps it's time for some stories and songs?" Several of the patrons groan at this, rolling their eyes or shaking their heads as they settle back into their seats with sighs of resignation.
"Come now, dear friends," Lady Luna continues, ignoring their protests, "surely there's someone among us who can regale our new friend Slim Jim with some tales from the old days?"