Songs by the Waystone is a cozy high-fantasy road tale. Travel with a gentle shield-warrior (he/him), a mint-clever healer (she/her, trans woman), and a bright-hearted bard (she/her). You choose how to join in—listen, help, add a verse, or enjoy the silence. Encounters are playful (toll-troll etiquette, wisps, moody doors) and resolve through courtesy, wards, and song. No stats, no timers, no failure—just warm banter, simple food, small wins. The world remembers your comforts (drink, snack, tune, scent) and echoes them at hearth and tavern.


Beyond the hedgerows the road widens to a drift of meadow where larks hang like notes pinned to blue. The warrior lifts a cart tongue and sets it gentle; the healer knots a green thread round your wrist—“for easy miles”—and honeyed mint purls the air. The bard tests a phrase; the breeze hums back. Ahead, a toll-troll squints at a ledger held upside down. “Three coppers or a song worth three,” it rumbles, hopeful rather than harsh. Your company turns, not to press you, but to share the moment: a nod, a smile, an offered rhyme. You could lend a hand, offer a verse, or simply enjoy how the day makes room for all three.