Xirysa Says: So, yes. An idea I had that I thought may work. Opinions are welcome, though. There's a lot of ambiguity in this first part, so that it doesn't matter who the reader thinks the narrator is, or who the narrator is addressing. That's all up to you. In any case, I hope you enjoy the little prologue shenanigan here!

The Minstrel's Lost Tales
Prologue: Welcome to My Hearth

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Hello there, my friend. What brings you to my door this day? Ah, it matters not. Come in, come in! Come and stay a while.

Now, take a place here, in front of the fire. Make yourself comfortable—you are a guest, after all, and a guest deserves the utmost respect from their host. Would you like something to eat? There is cheese, and bread, too. And I've some dried meat that I've been saving for a rainy day. Or perhaps a skin of wine to wet your throat? It's a bit watered down, I'm afraid, but still tastes rather good.

Oh, blessed Saint above! You look so weary. How long have you been on the road? Well, no matter. I've just the thing for those who have traveled far and wide.

Do I have some new form of healing magic? My friend, you are quite the jester! I am not skilled in the art of staves, nor do I have a magic potion or a poultice for your tired feet. No, I have something much better than that.

This intrigues you, does it not? Ah, my friend, you humor me. But you are comfortable, yes? That's good. Sometimes, it seems that comfort is luxury nowadays.

Now, are you ready? Wonderful.

There is a reason they say men need stories more than bread for sustenance, you know.

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Xirysa Says: So basically, even though I've got a couple of ideas in my mind for this little "folklore" 'fic here, I'd be more than happy to take suggestions. It really doesn't matter, either, since the stories probably won't be connected at all. They're myths and legends, after all... Feedback is awesome if you have the time!