Domino Only
Awaking from your bizarre nightmare, the first thing you notice is a mild irritation, perhaps even pain. Still in a haze, you focus your attention to the sensation, it feels as though something is repeatedly pinching, hurting your fingers.
Quickly moving your hand, you blindly swat at whatever was provoking your senses. The contact felt damp, yet bristly and kind of gross all at the same time.
Your eyes snap open, and you take in your surroundings for the first time. The environs are much different from that of before, still dark and cold, but with a certain solidity of weight to it. This place feels... real, by comparison.
You find yourself laying on a table, inside a circular section of a room, adjoined by what might perhaps be a library of sorts. There are other tables on the stone floor, along with some shelves at a distance, most of which empty save for a few odd volumes here and there.
Across from you in this part of the room, there is another being, similarly laid on a table, completely bare, and there is a rather large rat nibbling at a lock of her hair. Her face looks familiar for some reason.
It's only now that you realize that you are missing the majority of your clothes and your gear, you seem to be wearing only your underthings.
Barhuce, Rain, T'Sarra, Val and Vri
Whatever began as a couple rounds of drinks at a local tavern in Hajoth Hakados, probably couldn't possibly have explained the way you're coming to right about now.
The dream... It all felt too real. The creature's voice, the pain from the devices, the woman's defiance... It was as though you were each of you personally living those bizzare moments.
And yet, now that you've been brought out of that indescribable nightmare, you find yourselves perhaps waking into yet another. The surroundings are completely unfamiliar to you, obviously being nothing like that of the inn's room you might have expected.
The floor and walls supporting your body is of stone. Cold, and perhaps slightly damp with a hint of condensation at places. The regularity of the walls belie the antrhopogenic nature of the place however — it is not so much a natural cave as it is something that was deliberately constructed by man.
Looking up, you see bars criss-crossed overhead though which filters a flicker of light, so you surmise this might be some kind of a holding cell. To one side, beyond a similar situation of bars, there is a set of stairs leading up from beyond your immediate confines.
Though missing a majority of your clothes and all of your gear, at least you're alive for a start.
