A middle aged gardener stands just outside the door to work. While she has been showing up here every morning for as long as she can remember, she really
doesn't want to work today. Alas, all Prospitians are expected to show up to work with an award winning smile, ready to tackle and tend the days errands. After all, the Prophesied Heroes will arrive soon. Well that's what people say at least, and they've been saying that since before your great-great-grandqueen was born.
Unfortunately for you, there's lots going on in the gardens these days. The carnivorous plants need feeding, there are tons of flowers to plant, and placronyms need updating under the larger specimens. Yknow plus the usual endless picking up of trash and raking that you do.
Thankfully, you are welcome to take on any projects you want within the vaulted walls of The Prospitian Royal Gardens.. just as long as none of the big wigs walk by and catch you just sort of.. standing there. Which you have been for a few minutes now come to think of it.
What will you do?
