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Laggy Lagiacrus
Guest
Original poster
Hazanuki Town - a place renowned for its community, its prosperity, and its festivals. Though not particularly big, to those who knew it, it would frequently rank among the best places they'd visited. However, the townspeople have but one thing that they are worried about - the farm.
For years, Melodic Farm was a prosperous establishment. Everything from turnips to wheat was grown on it, animals were raised, and the whole place seemed to be one of the crown jewels of the town. However, it couldn't last - Melodic Farm's products' quality began to fall, and the animals grew more and more unhappy. Eventually, the farmer threw in the towel, leaving the farm to fall even further into disrepair.
Without the farm, the town wouldn't be able to keep going - they needed solution, and fast. But, prosperous though they were, they weren't rich. So how would they solve it?
The answer, to them, was simple. Hire a budding alchemist to examine the area, and a farmer to work the land. Two young, eager faces, ready for the world.
Archie stood at the farm's gate, wondering if it was fine to enter. Not because he didn't have permission, but because the gate seemed to be quaking in the light Spring breeze. Tentatively, he pushed it open, afraid that it would break off of its hinges.
"They really need to get someone to fix this..." he thought to himself, as he headed into the barren wasteland formerly known as Melodic Farm.[/hr]
For years, Melodic Farm was a prosperous establishment. Everything from turnips to wheat was grown on it, animals were raised, and the whole place seemed to be one of the crown jewels of the town. However, it couldn't last - Melodic Farm's products' quality began to fall, and the animals grew more and more unhappy. Eventually, the farmer threw in the towel, leaving the farm to fall even further into disrepair.
Without the farm, the town wouldn't be able to keep going - they needed solution, and fast. But, prosperous though they were, they weren't rich. So how would they solve it?
The answer, to them, was simple. Hire a budding alchemist to examine the area, and a farmer to work the land. Two young, eager faces, ready for the world.
Archie stood at the farm's gate, wondering if it was fine to enter. Not because he didn't have permission, but because the gate seemed to be quaking in the light Spring breeze. Tentatively, he pushed it open, afraid that it would break off of its hinges.
"They really need to get someone to fix this..." he thought to himself, as he headed into the barren wasteland formerly known as Melodic Farm.[/hr]