The Bride

The sound of sobbing drifts upon the air. Suddenly, we see that a pale, veiled figure crouches beneath the boughs, crying softly. Dressed in white, her face drawn and deathly, she is doubtless the bride of the willow’s tale.

Quickly, the young woman straightens — gazes past us in sudden hope. “Oh! Oh, but you have come!”

Another phantom appears beside her: a young man in morning dress, a smile on his face. He is, without doubt, the young woman’s groom. “I lost your ring in the Wood!” he cries. “But now I see that it is no matter. Let us at last be one.”

Clasping one another and speaking silent vows, they kiss. As their phantom lips meet, there is a distant sound of bells — the faintest glimmer of petals in the air. Then the happy couple is gone.

Success. Congratulations! After centuries of waiting, you have united the Bride and Groom!

  • Both the Bride and Groom give their Blessing to the traveller who pitched him as a suitor.

HELP FROM AN ITEM

If any traveller carries a RING, they may claim the Bride and Groom’s Blessings instead.

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  • If the party has earned any Curses, they may now choose to discard any number of them.

  • If the deck has been used, re-form it before continuing.