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Yarrow

I twist in the tree. The dark trees around me are dotted with the other Folk. Looking down, I slowly smile and grab another apple. Just as I am about to release it over my friend’s head, the sensation of falling hits. The trees whirl around me. Trying to not panic, I squeeze my eyes shut, waiting for the impact. I’ve only fallen out of a tree once and the memory causes me to hope more then ever the soft ground will help. But it never comes. Instead a feel something brush my wrists and it feels like I’m sitting on something. Did I faint?! That’d be cool. Wouldn’t help our mission but probably scared some people.
Grinning, I open my eyes. Surrounding me are candlelit tables, dotting the floor before a large stage.
Well, I didn’t certainly expect that. This should be fun! Was I captured? Seems too nice for Holda’s fortress. I wonder if I can climb those curtains.
My fingers brush against something so I look down. To my relief, my bow and quiver are resting on the floor next to me. I pick them up as I stand and sling them over my back. That’s when I notice the clothes. Not too different from the everyday clothes of my area, except my shirt is short and tucked in. The boots are also shiny and heavier. I frown as I take a step and they thud dully. Not any good for stealth. I like being able to creep up on people and scare them. Just as I bend down to take them off, a booming voice echos through the room.

“In honor of Ku’Aya’s birthday,
the castle proudly presents..
the dance of flocking secrets.”

Haha, well, at least someone here has a sense of humor. I think we’ll be great friends. Who was it though? Where did the voice come from? And it’s someone’s birthday? Do they like pranks? If this is where Calla is from, they probably won’t appreciate pranks. They’re all a bunch of stick-in-the-mud warriors. Except Calla… but she’s still serious. I should be polite… if I want answers, that is. Maybe after I learn where I am I can… who’s that guy in the back? Is he a statue? Can I climb him? No, he’s moving. He looks like he’s made of iron.
I hear a noise and turn toward it. The curtains have been drawn back. This’ll be fun…