a multiplayer game of parenting and civilization building
You are not logged in.
Pages: 1
You asked me to take your life with your blade. I was hesitant but you insisted. You wanted to sacrifice yourself to the farm gods. I honored your wishes and put you to rest. The townfolk, however, didn't hear your wishes. They saw me holding the bloody knife, standing over your dead body. I tried to explain but they didn't give me time. I was killed by an arrow, only seconds after your granddaughter was born. Rest in peace mother. Godspeed (unnamed) baby.
Offline
SAD...Wait,your guys made a blade?Awesome!
Offline
SAD...Wait,your guys made a blade?Awesome!
Mom made one. or found it, idk
Offline
Oh hey Winter! You were the one in the town baking right? Hehe I hope it was you.
Offline
Pages: 1