XR Plot Teaser May 2017 Tavern has been lifeless quite for weeks seemingly lost, weak, or gone then one night whispers and creeks start coming from Tavern the townsfolk struggle to make out. "The message received in a far away lands will have its meaning revealed." Townsfolk start to talk, "what could this mean?" "perhaps a cry for help ?" The townsfolk share rumors of trees and shrubs eating people, with lots of folk missing coin but not sure how. Acusations and blame errupt amongst the townsfolk. What awaits around the corner for the adventures and can they help save the town they so desperately love. A poor old Widow in her weeds Sowed her garden with wild-flower seeds; Not too shallow, and not too deep, And down came April -- drip -- drip -- drip. Up shone May, like gold, and soon Green as an arbour grew leafy June. And now all summer she sits and sews Where willow herb, comfrey, bugloss blows, Teasle and pansy, meadowsweet, Campion, toadflax, and rough hawksbit; Brown bee orchis, and Peals of Bells; Clover, burnet, and thyme she smells; Like Oberon's meadows her garden is Drowsy from dawn to dusk with bees. Weeps she never, but sometimes sighs, And peeps at her garden with bright brown eyes; And all she has is all she needs -- A poor Old Widow in her weeds.