Introducing 'Ye Olde Landgraabers'.
A new medieval side-save of mine, which also acts as a lore-filled prequel to my legacy.
I've had an absolute blast setting up this save over the last couple of days, and even more fun beginning to play in it.
The ship pulled away, leaving Lady Eudora entirely alone for the very first time in her life.
She had been abandoned. Left to rot in this place for the rest of her days.
Her plummet from the loftiest echelons of nobility and high society had been both swift and ruthless.
The way in which she’d been so unceremoniously dumped here, with what little she’d been allowed to bring, had shocked her.
It shouldn’t have, though.
This is how she’d been treated ever since her father had left the family in ruin and disgrace back in the Kingdom of Tartosa.
Eudora set off, leaving her possessions behind. She could only hope to convince someone to haul it all up to her new home at some point.
A short, but steep, climb later, she found that which she’d been banished here for.
Landgraab Keep.
Her ancestral home.
Eudora sighed. It was a far cry from their apartments in the Royal Palace, and yet it did seem far larger than she’d been led to believe.
The Landgraabs hadn't visited, let alone lived here, for a century. It was hard to believe this really was the seat from which they'd built their wealth and notoriety.
A pillory caught her eye, flooding her with memories of her father Lord Malcolm VIII's recent public humiliation and subsequent decapitation.
A just punishment, after they'd discovered his embezzlement of crown funds from Queen Cordelia.
She could not say the same of her own exile.
Eudora pushed open the keep door, and was grateful to find it unlocked.
A sign of its dereliction, she supposed.
Well, here it was. Home sweet home…
Ew, gruel.
Despite a surprising abundance of fresh ingredients in the pantry (wait, wasn’t this place meant to have been left abondoned for 100 years?), Eudora had never cooked a meal in her life.
This gloop was her only option, else she’d starve to death.
It tasted even worse than the peasants had always made it sound.
Eudora was suddenly disturbed by a series of noises resounding from elsewhere in the castle.
She was starting to think this place wasn’t as abandoned as she had thought…
"Rasbwewy time!!"
*Finnick giggles uncontrollably*
The Watcher is obsessed with this new toddler-infant interaction!
Sandy is reading her first-ever book (and by reading I mean looking at big pictures).
"Shweep! Fwuffy shweep! I want wan!"
Watcher scribbles down notes
"Mama and Dada, pwetty pwease can I get a fwuffy shweep? And a horsey too?"
Well.... how can anyone say no to this face?
Double date night!
(This used to be a triple date night activity... miss you Dolly and Gemma)
Oop... there's always one…
Apparently being a powerful Coven Leader doesn't equate to being any good at bowling.
Once their double date had ended, Delphin and Ichika bid goodbye to their good friends Sul Sul and Betsy.
The pair decided they weren’t quite ready for their own night to end just yet though, and so jumped on some bikes to venture up to the viewpoint overlooking Terra Amorosa.
“Can I be honest? I feel like I’m not doing enough with my Heirhood, and I’m tired of being overlooked in the Culinary career. What would you say to us opening our own restaurant?”
“Honey, that's a fantastic idea. Sims everywhere will clamour for a taste of your meatballs!’
“I love you so much, Ichika. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“I love you too, Delphin. Now c’mon, lets go strip our new house of every heirloom and possession we own in order to fund this new business venture.”
<3
Back in San Sequoia, the Landgraabs had been left shaken by Nancy’s flashback to her old life.
“I feared this day would come. I shouldn’t have used that spell on her without fully understanding how it might work. The floodgates may open now. It won’t be long before she remembers other things too.”
“Oh Plum, Betsy. What can we do about it now?”
“Well, there’s no way of stopping the memories from slowly coming back to her, but there is one thing that we can do to mitigate the repercussions of that. Its not going to be easy though, and I can’t do it alone…”
Before Dolly began to put her new plan in motion, she wanted to check in with Nancy again.
“You haven’t had any more strange visions again, have you?”
“I’m seeing a strange vision right now… YOUR FACE!”
“Nancy!! I’m being serious. This isn’t a game. Answer my question!”
“Oh my Watcher… why are you always so serious?! No, I haven’t seen the weird cow thing or that ginger man again! Why do you even care so much?”
A sense of purpose about her, Betsy went to meet the only person she knew could help her fix this mess.
Her heart pounded as she spotted her former Coven sister waiting there. They hadn’t seen each other since their big duel, and so much had happened since then.
“Hi, Dolly.”
The two Landgraab cousins had a lot to catch up on, and that’s exactly what they did as they circled Gilbert Gardens. Whilst a bit awkward, it felt oddly comfortable too.
It was also Dolly’s first time meeting little Queenie.
Eventually, Betsy got to the part about Nancy.
“Ah, Betsy... well, that spell was always gonna be a risk…”
“I know… but I've a theory. If she’s changed enough as a Sim, then why does her past have to define her future? There’s a potion... one that can alter a Sim’s Trait. I intend to use it to rid Nancy of Evil, for good.”
Dolly was sceptical. She’d never heard of this potion before.
“Oh it exists, and I happen to know a recipe sits in Nancy’s old library. That's where you come in.”
Dolly bore a guilty expression. Her purchase of Nancy's townhouse was one of the pair's many sore spots.
"Ah..."
“We have to forget about all that for now. With your help, I know we can do this.” Betsy paused. “There is a catch though. The potion is far too pungent for a child to consume, risky still for a teen. We can concoct it now, but until she gets older… well, it's a waiting game.”
Dolly considered all of this for a moment.
“I’ll help. Of course. I’m so glad you even asked me, and honestly surprised too... but... well, I do have one demand…”
“Dolly, I can't let you back in…”
“No, not that! It’s just… say you’ll come to the wedding, please.”
Betsy needed this after such an emotionally taxing day.
... but also because she and the Watcher just found out she's PREGNANT AGAIN!
(It really wasn’t in the plan for there to be any more kids born this Gen, but how could the Watcher deny the world more Sul Sul & Betsy offspring?)
To the surprise of, well... literally everyone, Nancy actually managed to make a friend!
This is Gabriella Charm, who happens to be the niece of Gemma.
Though, judging from the way this kid acts much of the time, perhaps their friendship is actually borne out of mutual evilness.
Though, in all seriousness, it is actually quite nice to see Nancy with a friend.
It was getting rather sad watching her cycle aimlessly about the neighbourhood, only to come home to dejectedly play chess on her own.
Concocting the trait altering potion was not as straightforward as Betsy might have hoped.
There was a lot of trial and error involved, but luckily she wasn’t having to do it all alone.
Dolly and Gemma were on hand to help.
The girls back together again <3
Not quite a Coven anymore, but as close to one as they can get for now.
Hopefully they can start rebuilding the trust between them again.
The trio of spellcasters were busy experimenting with some different ingredients, when the door to the basement quietly creaked open.
They were far too preoccupied to notice the footsteps creeping down the staircase behind them…
Nancy’s face lit up at what she saw.
"Holy Watcher… what’s happening down here?!”
Betsy immediately stopped what she was doing and ran over to confront Nancy.
“Ms Landgraab!! What have I told you a million times over? NEVER come down here!”
“Whaaaa-”
It didn’t take long for Nancy to gather herself, though.
“Well, maybe you should learn to lock a door once in a while! How could I ignore all the sounds of banging and explosions down here? It sure didn’t sound like you were doing yoga like you told me!”
Betsy didn’t appreciate Nancy’s tone.
“I mean… while I’m down here… can I not just… y’know, watch what you’re doing? It looks so cool…”
“Nancy,” Betsy muttered.
“Okay, fine! I’m going…”
As Nancy returned to her room, another wave of strange visions hit her.
This time she saw a witch, and she was being a TOTAL badass.
“Wow… I want to be like her,” muttered Nancy.
Moments later she had collapsed unconscious upon her bed.
This trio is very nearly about to become a quartet (if we choose to ignore Nancy’s existence for a moment).
Baby number two is almost here!
Welcome, baby boy Landgraab!
“Well, we named Queenie after my ancestor, so its only fair you get to pick the name this time.”
“Oh… okay. Well, I’ve no memory of my ancestors, or any of my family at all… I’m just Sul Sul….”
Sul Sul thought hard for a moment.
“Hmm…. well, how about Dag Dag, then?”
Betsy began cracking up.
“Oh wait.. you’re serious? Umm… okay, sure. Why not! I guess Tag Tag Landgraab has a nice ring to it."
To be continued…
This part is still being played out!