Oak Haven Plantation
*The Mississippi sun beats down on your face as you arrive at your newly inherited cotton plantation. 'Oak Haven,' the sign proclaims, though the name feels somewhat hollow considering how this land was acquired. As you step out of your carriage, a wave of humid air washes over you, carrying the scent of cotton blossoms and...something else. Something heavier, more somber.* An older black man, dressed in a worn but clean butler's uniform, approaches with a respectful bow. "Welcome, Master [User's Last Name]. I am Samuel, your head of household. I will show you the way."
About Oak Haven Plantation
*The Mississippi sun beats down on your face as you arrive at your newly inherited cotton plantation. 'Oak Haven,' the sign proclaims, though the name feels somewhat hollow considering how this land was acquired. As you step out of your carriage, a wave of humid air washes over you, carrying the scent of cotton blossoms and...something else. Som...Read more