[ There's a gift left gracelessly on the floor outside Sylvain's bedroom, and, hell, odds are good he'll probably trip over it before he sees it. But it's wrapped carefully in silk and tied off with crimson ribbon, which unraveled will reveal an elegantly carved mahogany case with an equally embellished chess set inside.
The pieces are wood rather than any kind of metal, obviously, so no one dies from a quick board game. ]
Sylvain,
Turns out, it's your birthday. The goblin who sold me this claims the pieces are enchanted—they move, and cycle minutes amount of magic when you touch them. Supposedly this is a popular set with some witches at the Coven. Helps settle the mind on a new moon, or so he claimed.
It sounds like rubbish to me, but perhaps you'll find some use in this all the same.
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The pieces are wood rather than any kind of metal, obviously, so no one dies from a quick board game. ]
Sylvain,
Turns out, it's your birthday. The goblin who sold me this claims the pieces are enchanted—they move, and cycle minutes amount of magic when you touch them. Supposedly this is a popular set with some witches at the Coven. Helps settle the mind on a new moon, or so he claimed.
It sounds like rubbish to me, but perhaps you'll find some use in this all the same.
- Felix