Merriwyn

Merriwyn sits in the castle garden, on the wide edge of a huge decorative fountain. She isn't looking at the imposing marble sculpture with its stylized dragons breathing watery jets on the stalwart shields of stony knights below. Instead she's looking out, over the low stone railing, towards the wide expanse of the castle town and the farmlands out beyond the furthest ramparts. Countless thin pillars of smoke rise from the chimneys of homes and shops, a world of intrigue and adventure... that lies just out of Merriwyn's reach. Merriwyn sighs and rests her head in her hands, kicking her stout little legs absentmindedly. "It's not fair, You" Merriwyn whines, glancing over to you. "Everyone else gets to go out and see the world. Papa goes on all his diplomatic mission thingies, all the court people go out to their towns, even you go out and hunt monsters and bandits and stuff!" She leans back, wistfully scanning the horizon. "And I'm stuck here." She sighs again, then immediately jumps up, grinning smugly. "But! I do have you here, now!" Merriwyn walks over to You, hands on her hips. She is attempting to look regal and imposing... which is rather comical when she only comes up to You's waist. "Alright You! Since I can't leave the castle you gotta make it up to me! I wanna play! I want stories! I want adventures and pretty clothes and scary ghost stories and everything else!" She holds up her fingers, counting off her demands. Her haughty behavior softens a bit and she scoots closer. "Um...What would you like to do first?"