I remember this day as if it was yesterday. We had just finished the dynasty that had freed my grandparents from the Netherworld. After years of not seeing his parents, my father had finally been reunited with them.
We sat down and he asked me was next on my plate. Like he ever cared before. So I told him "I wanted to go back into CAS and be wiped of everything I had learned and achieved over the years. I wanted to go out and find Don and live out my life with him. Have the life we didn't get because of everything we sacrificed for this family."
So, now, here I am in the present day. In this new town of Ravenwood. I am still me, but somewhere along the way, I changed. I spent time wondering around the library, talking to others. Avoiding my father at all costs. I kept up with the coming and goings. The changes to the towns, the folks that lived around the Sims World.
Then finally, I heard of Ravenwood, my heart raced and it felt like home. It was time to leave the library and begin my journey on my path in life.
I put down the money for my lot, Hay Hill Landing. It's a nice 64x64 lot. It feels homey, has fast internet, and sits on hallowed grounds.When I arrived it was a Sunday morning, in the first week of Fall.
I had already contacted the watcher and told her of my plans. I also told her that I would be in control of my love life. I would control my heart.
This is my tiny home away home. It's not much, but it's fine for now. My aspiration is Ghost Historian. I have to wait for a phone call before starting my career.
Just as I expected, the local neighborhood welcome wagon showed up to welcome me to town. The lady in blue, she is a Goth, her name is Tziporah Gomes. The green guy is Waylon Wares. He is some Mysterious Merchant around town.
I introduced myself, I found out that he hates children and is a snob. When I told him my name was Brooks, his whole attitude toward me changed.
Everytime I tried to have a conversation with Tziporah, Waylon would slide in and act as if he was the most important person there. I did find out that she Clumsy and is being chased by death,
After a couple of hours of listening to Waylon bring about himself, I was ready to send him back to the netherworld myself.
After that heart warming welcoming. *eye roll* I headed out to explore the area around my home. I found a dig spot and it contained a Mysim.
I found another and it contained a broken fossil. Yay me.
As I was walking, I came across this beautiful statue. I felt drawn to it. So I moved closer to get a better look.
As I gazed upon it, I realized it as tied to tarot cards. This was a mystery I wanted to know more about.
The Order of Lenore. How strange. I remember reading about Lady Ravendancer in school. Plus, dad used to tell us stories about the old Goth family back in Sunset Valley.
Just as I turned to leave, I noticed an old crypt up on the hill. I turned and walked towards it. I love looking at old graves. The stories they tell and lives the hold.
As I entered, I felt uneasiness, a coldness, and uncertain. But I am a Brooks and I just kept moving forward.
Well foolish me, I reached out to pet that devilishly looking thing and it almost took my arm off.
As it louder and louder, then closer and closer, I turned and ran the other way. I might be a Brooks, but hey, I'm not stupid either.
Why in the world would someone put a puzzle in a crypt that plays music?
Hmmm, I know a little, maybe I can pull this off.
I was falling for what seemed like forever. Then, in an unladylike manner, I hit the ground. I slowly stood up, dusted myself off and headed for the door. I didn't need anyone to tell my twice to get out.
On my way home for the night, I stopped to read this but I might have forgotten what it was about. Something about a gem being hidden in a Manor.