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asidarap2012-06-05 10:32 am
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Day 1
The first sign is maybe different for all of you – the hard ground underneath you, the lack of a body next to you, or no blanket to pull over your shoulders when you reach for it. Either way, when you open your eyes you know for certain you aren’t in the castle.
It’s a little too quiet here, except for the sounds of people around you moving about. There is a strange, unreal quality about everything, as if were viewed through the grimy patina of an old piece of film or photograph and half-realized blurs of images and words seems to hang suspended in the air like solid smoke – there but not quite there.
The group seems to be at the edge of a dead forest, the trees dark and twisted and the ground swirling with mist. A path seems to lead into the depths, but the sky that way is cast with dark umber and hanging shadows that don’t seem terribly inviting.
Not far off, however, is a long stone bridge stretching over a chasm of nothingness and leading to what looks like a city. Far beyond the rooftops, there is the briefest glimmer of dazzling light, gone almost as soon as you see it.
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WAKING UP | THE CITY
It’s a little too quiet here, except for the sounds of people around you moving about. There is a strange, unreal quality about everything, as if were viewed through the grimy patina of an old piece of film or photograph and half-realized blurs of images and words seems to hang suspended in the air like solid smoke – there but not quite there.
The group seems to be at the edge of a dead forest, the trees dark and twisted and the ground swirling with mist. A path seems to lead into the depths, but the sky that way is cast with dark umber and hanging shadows that don’t seem terribly inviting.
Not far off, however, is a long stone bridge stretching over a chasm of nothingness and leading to what looks like a city. Far beyond the rooftops, there is the briefest glimmer of dazzling light, gone almost as soon as you see it.
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WAKING UP | THE CITY
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We?
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If you've not seen them yet, I don't think they're here. Are you going to look in there?
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[He looks back at that ominous building]
I suppose we have no choice. There doesn't seem to be any other way.
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An elf and a small girl against whatever the hell is in there.
They'll be fine, right? Right?]
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Arya follows quietly, stealing glances at the cherub as she walks. ]
It feels like it's staring at us...
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Inside the doorway, however, there doesn't seem to be much to greet them. The ceiling above, on the other hand, is covered with small transparent red heart, like pieces of glass, hanging suspended from strings. The meager light comes in through the windows and makes specks of red light dance on the walls.]
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This is not a good place to be without my sword.
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Mayhaps we can find some around here. Or something we can break to make clubs or such.
[ She watches the patterns of light thrown on the wall. Standing on tiptoes, she strains to reach the lowest hanging heart. ]
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[He watches her cautiously, just in case something actually decides to attack her while she's doing that]
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Huh.
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There are doors on either side that lead deeper into the building]
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