Coming upon a ford across a shallow river that laughed as it ran swift towards the distant ocean, [Character] was but part way across it when, a little way downstream on the opposite bank, he espied a fair maiden. Long yellow hair rippled down her shoulders, and her dress was as green as the reeds on the river’s banks. Gold was her belt, and shaped like lilies, and at her feet lay many pots of earthenware, clearly too many to easily carry. She smiled as [Character] approached, laughing lightly as he floundered up the bank towards her. “I am Goldberry,” she said, her voice as music come soft upon the breeze, touching upon his heart. “Well met.”
NPC Encounter
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Options | Loyalists | Neutral | Usurpers |
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SAY (one word) | ? | ? | ? |
ATTACK her | ? | ? | ? |
FLEE | ? | ? | ? |
ASK about the river | ? | ? | ? |
STEAL some of the pots | ? | ? | ? |
Offer to AID her in carrying her pots | ? | ? | ? |
Seek to RECRUIT Goldberry to his cause | ? | ? | ? |