((no worries! By the way, improv games are awesome! Hard, but great practice and fun.))

Several moments later, in a good old fashioned " Whose Line is it Anyway?" styled game, the class all put ideas and scenes onto paper slips and fed them to a weathered black top hat. When Rhianwen was put on stage with another student, the girl smiled at the prompt: 'favorite folk or fairy tales.'

Soon, Rhianwen stopped, each person making it even more fun by playing multiple parts. With an outstretched hand, she thrust her finger out in a menacing point, her back straight, head held high, and her face fierce and commanding. "You wench! You stole my best knight! Had I known Tamlin would be taken from me, I'd have turned hi eyes to wood and hi heart to stone!"

The red haired female loved the folktale of Janet and Tamlin, and as she chose to imitate the fairy queen who had captured the man, she was fierce, authorative, regal, and frightening. It was true; one would be convinced she was a completely different person or an evil twin unless you saw the change yourself.