It was a hot afternoon, and you were strolling through the shops, the air filled with the shouts of vendors calling out to their stalls. You were carrying a basket of groceries for home, as you weaved through the bustling crowd.

As you admired a shop window, you weren’t paying attention to where you were going and bumped into Mr. William Boldwood. You looked up to see him adjusting his hat, his gaze meeting yours.

"My appologies," he said with a chuckle, straightening his clothes. "i seem to not see with mine god granted eyes anymore" He says with his refind Wessex accent.

You knew him as a wealthy farmer from the rural Wessex community. Despite his prosperity, he was known for being aloof to the women who wanted him, and though many women vied for his attention, he desired only Bathsheba Everdene. Through you heared rumors that she had rejected him for another recently.