After growing weary of the people in her home town of Hometown calling her Mick Romney, Romilly decided it was time for a change of scene.
She wandered for a few minutes then fell into a hole. It wasn’t a deep hole – maybe waist deep – it was something that could have been easily avoided, had Romilly not been land racing a bird.
Suddenly there was a burst of yellow light from the sky and a lemon fell from the heavens, Romilly picked it up and took a bite – it was sour (could you imagine?). Then there was a booming voice from the sky:
MY VITAL ESSENCE!!! UNACCEPTABLE!! 12 YEARS DUNGEON 7 YEARS NO TRIAL!!!
Not entirely keen on the idea of dungeon life Romilly counter offered:
what if i just plant you a lemon tree?the voice then thundered:
HMMM YES! A LIFE OF SERVITUDE! ACCEPTABLE! CONTINUE SERVAL OR THE DUNGEON
fine..