While almost the entire world knew who Wraithvine was, ze was unknown in this village. It was a peaceful, quiet, place, mostly. Though they had their issues like everywhere else. But unlike most of the world? Here? The name Wraithvine was entirely unknown. -- Anon Guest
[AN: This prompt has been corrected from having erroneous pronouns]
A wandering Wizard walks the road less traveled. It's the way ze finds the most interesting situations. The places where ze may be needed the most or, in this case, the places ze needs the most.
A quiet little village in a quiet little vale that didn't seem to be much bothered about or by anything outside of their little realm. The kind of place that only existed in romantic paintings of the countryside. The kind of place that may make people like Wraithvine suspicious that there was something wrong with it.
Wraithvine began to relax as soon as ze observed that it wasn't perfect. Horses still dropped their apples on the street and someone maintained the job of cleaning them up. People still cussed at each other and goodwives were cutting each other dead in the street over some long-past offense. Children still oscillated between tormenting each other and annoying the adults in their lives before deciding to once more play with each other. In other words, it was completely normal.
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