Farmhand (Stardew Fan Novel)

Will Ellie and the Farmhand fall in love?


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New chapter every 1-5 days. I haven't seen anyone else write a fan novel from the farmhand's perspective, and I'm bored. So, here goes. :laugh: :shorts:

Chapter 1
Arrival

The abrupt halt of the bus jerked me awake. My worn work boots click-clacked on the flagstones as I disembarked, backpack slung over one shoulder. Waving goodbye to Robin and Mayor Lewis, I turned down the path that lead to the farmer's residence.

I had heard of this person. She was the town hero, monster slayer and absolutely minted, from what I had heard.
I was quite intimidated just by the thought of her, if I was really being honest with myself.
My footsteps kicking up lazy swirls of dust, I rounded the corner.
And saw the farm.

It was huge.

Built like a city, giant barns and coops lined the perimeter, while equally large crop fields where interspersed here and there, each with iridium sprinklers equipped with pressure nozzles.
Not a tree was to be seen as I walked further into the labyrinth. It was clear where the farmer's wealth had sprung from.
In the center of the whole thing were 4 towering totems, each depicting a different kind of natural landscape, and a huge golden clock.


Making my way to the farmhouse, I saw rows and rows of strange machines that where whirring, buzzing, clanking and emitting blue light. As I passed, one of them stopped whirring, and spat out a diamond. A real diamond!

"You can keep it if you want."
I jumped and turned around.
There stood the farmer.
Tall, with dark hair and angular features, she wore a crisp brown suit, dusty jeans that hugged her legs, and boots with gold buckles.
"I have more than I know what to do with."
I blinked. "What?"

She looked at me with a cool, calculating stare that made me shiver.
"You can keep that diamond" She said. "Consider it my gift. I'm Ellie, you must be my new farmhand."
She half smiled at me, showing a dimple, but it was gone as quickly as it had come.
I wanted to see it again.

"This is where you'll be sleeping." Said the farmer, or should I say, Ellie, pointing to a modest little stone cabin.
"Fully equipped with a kitchen, bathroom and everything else you'll need. Help yourself to the fridge." She walked off to the farmhouse.
I muttered my thanks and hastily stumbled inside. Sweating, I collapsed onto the bed. She made me so nervous.
 
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Chapter Two
Dawn


The rooster crowed and I sat up. 5:00am on the dot. I groaned inwardly and started to get ready.
There were eggs and bread in the fridge for breakfast, and a coffee machine on the counter. I hurriedly wolfed down my sparse breakfast and made a run to the door.

Outside, the summer air was moist and thick in my lungs. I walked to the farmhouse to recieve my instructions.
Inside, Ellie was sitting on a couch in front of a huge plasma TV, watching the news. I coughed to anounce my presence, and she turned it off.

"Good morning.'' She said, turning to face me. She had on pinstriped pants and a shirt with a cat on it saying 'Meowdy!'
"I-I'm ready to recieve my first set of instructions." I stammered

Ellie laughed.
"Calm down. I'm not a drill sergeant. I want you to go into town and pick up some seeds, muscle remedy, and ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast."
That was fine by me.
"Oh!" Ellie exclaimed. "I forgot to tell you."
She leaned in close and whispered
"Don't ask too many questions."
What?

I left, still pondering the strange and cryptic warning.
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In Pierre's General Store, I bought some melon, wheat, hot pepper, and tomato seeds, dropping off some of the crops the Junimos had gathered this morning for an ample sum.
I walked to the clinic to pick up some Muscle Remedy when I heard shouting and desperate pleading coming from the next room.

"-They're coming back for her! I know they are!"
"Ma'am calm down!"
"You have to hide her!"
"Ma'am please!"

Peeking my head around the corner, I saw a woman with striking green hair, pleading and screaming to a man about 40-ish with a brown moustache and horn-rim glasses who was trying in vain to calm her down.

"The men in robes! They're coming for my daughter!"
The woman had tears streaming down her face. I left, unable to drown out the sound.
What was going on?
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Walking back to the farmhouse, shopping bags in hand, I decided that I would ask Ellie about it all.

Entering the room, I saw her in the kitchen wearing a pinstriped apron, stirring what looked like pale sludge in a large copper pot. I gagged at the sight.

Ellie turned around and, seeing my green tinged face, laughed.
"What IS that?" I asked, pinching my nose.
"It's algae soup." She said. "It tastes better than it smells."
"I hope you're telling the truth for both our sakes." I said, and Ellie laughed again. It was a bold, ringing laugh.
"You're funny, Farmhand." She said.
"I need to ask you something."
Ellie's smile vanished.
"What sort of thing?"

I took a deep breath.

"I saw a lady at the clinic with green hair, crying to a doctor about ''men in robes'' and how they were coming for her daughter. What does that mean?"
Ellie's whole body went rigid. Then she turned away and said, in a voice of cold fury
"What did I tell you about not asking too many questions?"
"I-I didn't ask-It was a sort of accident that I found out-"
Ellie's voice now raised to a shout
"You have to understand this, Farmhand!" She yelled.
"The people of Pelican Town are wary and paranoid! When a newcomer moves in, they do everything they can to keep their secrets, and they don't like it when the new guy is nosy. I learnt that the hard way."

Ellie took a deep breath, and resumed the stirring of her soup.
"I think it's best if you had an early night. It's your first day on the job after all."

Heart pounding, I left, knowing that I'd ruined everything.
 

Gamer1234556

Sodbuster
In Pierre's General Store, I bought some melon, wheat, hot pepper, and tomato seeds, dropping off some of the crops the Junimos had gathered this morning for an ample sum.
I walked to the clinic to pick up some Muscle Remedy when I heard shouting and desperate pleading coming from the next room.

"-They're coming back for her! I know they are!"
"Ma'am calm down!"
"You have to hide her!"
"Ma'am please!"

Peeking my head around the corner, I saw a woman with striking green hair, pleading and screaming to a man about 40-ish with a brown moustache and horn-rim glasses who was trying in vain to calm her down.

"The men in robes! They're coming for my daughter!"
The woman had tears streaming down her face. I left, unable to drown out the sound.
What was going on?
Is Abigail in trouble? 😱
 
Chapter 3
Notes

I woke up, checking the TV for updates. The weather was clear, but the spirits were very displeased. Oof.
I still heard Ellie's voice in my head "They don't like it when the new guy is nosy".
I dreaded having to face her for my next set of instructions.

Walking outside, I saw a letter sticking out of my letterbox.
Pulling it out, I saw that it was written on a strange paper. Black, dotted with stars that seemed to catch the light, and with designs of dark blue mountains on the bottom. It read


"Come to the Lonely Stone at midnight. Make sure you aren't followed."
-M Rasmodius


The Lonely Stone? M. Rasmodius? This place was practically built on secrets.

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Entering the farmhouse, I looked everywhere for Ellie, but she as nowhere to be seen. Checking her bedroom, I saw a note taped to the wall that read

"Out for the day. Nothing you need to do.
There's food in the kitchen if you run out."
-Ellie


Well, that suited my plans perfectly.
Walking into town, I headed for the Saloon, wanting a snack, drink and some answers.
Gus was at the bar, wiping a glass down with a rag. He smiled half-heartedly when he saw me.
"Hey Gus." I said.
"Hi." He responded.
"You're Ellie's new farmhand, right?"
"Yup."
I wanted to get to the point.
"I'd like a beer and a rice pudding, please."
"Coming right up!"
"Thanks." I said, getting what little G I had left from yesterday ready to pay the tab.
"Hey Gus?" I said, readying myself for the big question.
"Mhm?" He replied, turning from the beer taps with a full, frothing glass in hand. I accepted it, muttering my thanks.
"Who is M. Rasmodius?"
Gus blanched, looking rapidly to the door then to the window, as if planning the most efficient escape route.
"Why?" He asked, his warm, welcoming air changing quick as a flash to cagey and defensive.
"I got a letter from him this morning." I said, pulling out the little scrap of dark paper from my shirt pocket.
Gus' eyes moved so fast over the letter that they appeared blurred, his face growing paler and paler until her stoppend reading and gave it back to me. His hands were shaking.
"Don't go, Farmhand." He said. "Don't ever listen to M. Rasmodius."

I slowly drank my beer.
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Apparently, the Lonely Stone was a small rock in the middle of the ocean near the docks. I had stayed in the Saloon until midnight, ordering food for Ellie in case she came home late.

Walking down past the Mullner's and Mayor Lewis' house, I crossed the stone bridge onto the beach, walked down the docks, and stood in front of the Lonely Stone. Atop it, there was a figure, although I couldn't quite see what it was.
Then, as though lighting had struck, the air lit up, crackling in my lungs, sparkling in my blood.

The figure on the Lonely Stone was a man in black robes edged with gold. Beneath his pointed hat sprouted wild, vibrant violet hair, with a matching bushy beard.
I somehow managed to find it in me to speak.
"Are-a-are you M. Rasmodius?" I stammered, walking several steps back.
The man on the Stone looked into my eyes. They were stunningly purple and seemed to flash.
"Yes." He intoned, in a deep, throbbing voice.
"I am Magnus Rasmodius, tamer of the elements, seeker of arcane truths, one with the-"
He probably could've gone on for hours if I hadn't stopped him.
"Are you one of the men in robes?"

He stopped talking and looked at me like he was trying to burn me with just his eyes.

"No." He said simply.
I'd expected something a lot more dramatic. Underwhelming much?
"Who. Are. They?" I said slowly and deliberatley, unable to believe that he'd called me here if he wasn't going to answer the questions I had.
Magnus' brow furrowed, and his eyes burned.
"They are a cabal of the ancients." He growled.
"They harness nature for their own benefit, seeking the elixr of life. That's why they're after my family."

I got a job as a farmhand and was now having to stay on the good side of an evil cult? Why me?

"Who's your family?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.
"Caroline. The woman with green hair." Said Magnus.
Really? I thought to myself. Him and her?

"My daughter, Abigail, can see the Junimos." Said Magnus.

Huh?
"Can't everyone?" I asked.
"No, they can't." Said he, moving his hands in a wide, sweeping arc.
"The townsfolk, although they commune with it, are not truly one with nature like you and I. The men in robes look for people like that, to harness their powers, to aid them in their quest for immortality."
"Are any of them here?" I asked.
"Yes. I can feel one of their numbers' vile presence." Magnus spat, looking at the waves.
"They deserve to die."
"What can I do to help?" I asked.
Magnus looked at me like I was crazy.

"They are coming after all of you. All who are one with the forest, all who can see. Foolish are the ones who seek to vanquish a foe more powerful than themselves."

He took a deep breath.

"I won't remind you again." He said, a finality in his voice.
"Abandon your curiosity. Leave the men in robes well alone, or face annihalation."

With that final warning still hanging thick in the air, Magnus Rasmodius vanished in a flash of violet light.

I looked at my watch. It read 1:00am.

I ran as fast as a I could, careening through the dark, knocking a trash can over as I sprinted.

In the farm, everything looked like my cottage. I felt my eyes getting heavier and heavier until I collapsed in the dark.


The men

in

robes

were coming

for


me
 

Gamer1234556

Sodbuster
Chapter 3
Notes

I woke up, checking the TV for updates. The weather was clear, but the spirits were very displeased. Oof.
I still heard Ellie's voice in my head "They don't like it when the new guy is nosy".
I dreaded having to face her for my next set of instructions.

Walking outside, I saw a letter sticking out of my letterbox.
Pulling it out, I saw that it was written on a strange paper. Black, dotted with stars that seemed to catch the light, and with designs of dark blue mountains on the bottom. It read


"Come to the Lonely Stone at midnight. Make sure you aren't followed."
-M Rasmodius


The Lonely Stone? M. Rasmodius? This place was practically built on secrets.

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Entering the farmhouse, I looked everywhere for Ellie, but she as nowhere to be seen. Checking her bedroom, I saw a note taped to the wall that read

"Out for the day. Nothing you need to do.
There's food in the kitchen if you run out."
-Ellie


Well, that suited my plans perfectly.
Walking into town, I headed for the Saloon, wanting a snack, drink and some answers.
Gus was at the bar, wiping a glass down with a rag. He smiled half-heartedly when he saw me.
"Hey Gus." I said.
"Hi." He responded.
"You're Ellie's new farmhand, right?"
"Yup."
I wanted to get to the point.
"I'd like a beer and a rice pudding, please."
"Coming right up!"
"Thanks." I said, getting what little G I had left from yesterday ready to pay the tab.
"Hey Gus?" I said, readying myself for the big question.
"Mhm?" He replied, turning from the beer taps with a full, frothing glass in hand. I accepted it, muttering my thanks.
"Who is M. Rasmodius?"
Gus blanched, looking rapidly to the door then to the window, as if planning the most efficient escape route.
"Why?" He asked, his warm, welcoming air changing quick as a flash to cagey and defensive.
"I got a letter from him this morning." I said, pulling out the little scrap of dark paper from my shirt pocket.
Gus' eyes moved so fast over the letter that they appeared blurred, his face growing paler and paler until her stoppend reading and gave it back to me. His hands were shaking.
"Don't go, Farmhand." He said. "Don't ever listen to M. Rasmodius."

I slowly drank my beer.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Apparently, the Lonely Stone was a small rock in the middle of the ocean near the docks. I had stayed in the Saloon until midnight, ordering food for Ellie in case she came home late.

Walking down past the Mullner's and Mayor Lewis' house, I crossed the stone bridge onto the beach, walked down the docks, and stood in front of the Lonely Stone. Atop it, there was a figure, although I couldn't quite see what it was.
Then, as though lighting had struck, the air lit up, crackling in my lungs, sparkling in my blood.

The figure on the Lonely Stone was a man in black robes edged with gold. Beneath his pointed hat sprouted wild, vibrant violet hair, with a matching bushy beard.
I somehow managed to find it in me to speak.
"Are-a-are you M. Rasmodius?" I stammered, walking several steps back.
The man on the Stone looked into my eyes. They were stunningly purple and seemed to flash.
"Yes." He intoned, in a deep, throbbing voice.
"I am Magnus Rasmodius, tamer of the elements, seeker of arcane truths, one with the-"
He probably could've gone on for hours if I hadn't stopped him.
"Are you one of the men in robes?"

He stopped talking and looked at me like he was trying to burn me with just his eyes.

"No." He said simply.
I'd expected something a lot more dramatic. Underwhelming much?
"Who. Are. They?" I said slowly and deliberatley, unable to believe that he'd called me here if he wasn't going to answer the questions I had.
Magnus' brow furrowed, and his eyes burned.
"They are a cabal of the ancients." He growled.
"They harness nature for their own benefit, seeking the elixr of life. That's why they're after my family."

I got a job as a farmhand and was now having to stay on the good side of an evil cult? Why me?

"Who's your family?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.
"Caroline. The woman with green hair." Said Magnus.
Really? I thought to myself. Him and her?

"My daughter, Abigail, can see the Junimos." Said Magnus.

Huh?
"Can't everyone?" I asked.
"No, they can't." Said he, moving his hands in a wide, sweeping arc.
"The townsfolk, although they commune with it, are not truly one with nature like you and I. The men in robes look for people like that, to harness their powers, to aid them in their quest for immortality."
"Are any of them here?" I asked.
"Yes. I can feel one of their numbers' vile presence." Magnus spat, looking at the waves.
"They deserve to die."
"What can I do to help?" I asked.
Magnus looked at me like I was crazy.

"They are coming after all of you. All who are one with the forest, all who can see. Foolish are the ones who seek to vanquish a foe more powerful than themselves."

He took a deep breath.

"I won't remind you again." He said, a finality in his voice.
"Abandon your curiosity. Leave the men in robes well alone, or face annihalation."

With that final warning still hanging thick in the air, Magnus Rasmodius vanished in a flash of violet light.

I looked at my watch. It read 1:00am.

I ran as fast as a I could, careening through the dark, knocking a trash can over as I sprinted.

In the farm, everything looked like my cottage. I felt my eyes getting heavier and heavier until I collapsed in the dark.


The men

in

robes

were coming

for


me
Wow, is the Wizard an antagonist here?
 
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