LET THE JEFFVENTURE BEGIN
The Janstewary day started like any other. The sun fell down in soft
sunflakes whilst the snow gently shone through gently caressing your upturned face. Or something like that. There
was weather.
As you walk through your old timey possibly medieval town (think Castile,
it makes it easier for me to write about) you reflect on your peasant life. "Wow," you think. "I'm a peasant in
a choose your own Jeffventure. I hope I don't run into the dragon on page 26," (don't worry, there is no page 26 otherwise
that dragon would kill you). "On top of the stress from my uncertain storied life my old timey possibly medieval town
has been under siege from, like, some trolls I think."
You decide that you'd better figure out your town's specific plight before you choose a Jeffventure.
-If you decide to ask the village elder what plight has befallen the town choose option 1
-If you wish to watch the local old timey 6 o'clock news to find out the plight choose option
2
