CotF-They Awakening
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A distant rumble rouses you to consciousness. You are lying on a hard surface, through which you can feel a sort of pulsing vibration beneath your shoulder blades. You blink, trying to clear the darkness from your vision, but you can see nothing. | A distant rumble rouses you to consciousness. You are lying on a hard surface, through which you can feel a sort of pulsing vibration beneath your shoulder blades. You blink, trying to clear the darkness from your vision, but you can see nothing. | ||
| - | ''I'm blind,''you think to yourself, and feel the panic start to set in. | + | ''I'm blind,'' you think to yourself, and feel the panic start to set in. |
With a groan, you roll onto your side, aware that your whole body aches as if you have fallen from a great height. Your head hurts more than anything. You push yourself to your feet, feeling rock beneath your palms as you do. You run your hands over your body and feel the rough fibers of a loose-fitting shirt, pants, and a rope belt, as well as short leather boots. You strain your remaining senses to try and get a sense of where you are. The rumble has grown so faint that you wonder if you may have imagined it altogether. Instead, your ears pick up the sound of dripping water somewhere to your right and what sounds like wind to your left. Far more unnerving is the sound of creatures skittering and scrabbling, faint but growing closer. You cannot stay here for long. | With a groan, you roll onto your side, aware that your whole body aches as if you have fallen from a great height. Your head hurts more than anything. You push yourself to your feet, feeling rock beneath your palms as you do. You run your hands over your body and feel the rough fibers of a loose-fitting shirt, pants, and a rope belt, as well as short leather boots. You strain your remaining senses to try and get a sense of where you are. The rumble has grown so faint that you wonder if you may have imagined it altogether. Instead, your ears pick up the sound of dripping water somewhere to your right and what sounds like wind to your left. Far more unnerving is the sound of creatures skittering and scrabbling, faint but growing closer. You cannot stay here for long. | ||
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Awakening
Domnai, 25th day of Heruin, 332 A.G.S.
A distant rumble rouses you to consciousness. You are lying on a hard surface, through which you can feel a sort of pulsing vibration beneath your shoulder blades. You blink, trying to clear the darkness from your vision, but you can see nothing.
I'm blind, you think to yourself, and feel the panic start to set in.
With a groan, you roll onto your side, aware that your whole body aches as if you have fallen from a great height. Your head hurts more than anything. You push yourself to your feet, feeling rock beneath your palms as you do. You run your hands over your body and feel the rough fibers of a loose-fitting shirt, pants, and a rope belt, as well as short leather boots. You strain your remaining senses to try and get a sense of where you are. The rumble has grown so faint that you wonder if you may have imagined it altogether. Instead, your ears pick up the sound of dripping water somewhere to your right and what sounds like wind to your left. Far more unnerving is the sound of creatures skittering and scrabbling, faint but growing closer. You cannot stay here for long.
