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As the door opens, Artemis spies the winter blankets. Might need to stay warm soon. Sleeping may be tough without those. And I really could use a rest. I'm starting to think I won't be getting out of here today. Then he spies the giant centipedes. Disgusting. They could soil what's left of my lovely shirt. Artemis fires an acidic dart from behind those first in.
Artemis smiles widely. Well done. Your a clever girl, aren't your Campus? Clever and subtle.
"I prefer to see my enemies as well. Whatever these things are, they may be able to see in the dark, and I, for one, cannot." Artemis grips his talisman and, and his hand releases, reluctantly, the talisman lights up.
Shall we see about garnering yet further heads for this 'Captain's' harvest? If so, we should do it carefully...perhaps a little more caution, a bit less running around blasting nilly-willy. I am happy - well, not happy exactly - to essay a careful search of what lies to the north. What say you all? Artemis, all too anxious to rid himself of this, replies. "I say we hurry up and find these shifters and bring them back here. Not a pretty thing, certainly, but they seem like they torturing the folk here. I have no moral dilemma with this," he says, eyeing Campus.Get OUT of here? How did I get IN? And why can't I still not remember...anything? Seems a little more than a bump on the head. Am I mad, too?
"Agreed."
Stars beyond. How did I get here? Worse yet, how did I end up with this lot of honor-bound holy warriors? Who would have the sense to-ah. Artemis nods toward the gnome. "What do you think?"
"Seems perfectly logical to me." Though that's well beyond MY capabilities. Artemis looks to Ulfric and Campus. "What do you guys think?" Know that there is a bound mad woman below us. Even now she is likely chewing through her ropes. She is dangerous. Do you know where there is a priest of some power who might help her. We think she may have been spelled with an evil madness. "And yes,"Artemis continues, speaking to the resident, er, locals. "She is devilishly mad."
Ulfric, Artemis, Campus: The voice calling itself captain declares, "Tell me who you are and how you got here." Stars beyond, how did I get here? Worse yet, I can't simply say I don't remember how I got here. That certainly won't do.
"We're merely looking for a way out. Perhaps we could help each other?"
Artemis follows Ulfric and Campus, pulling out his crossbow and loading a bolt.
Artemis notes the decided lack of companionship in the basement, now that everyone else has gone up.
Artemis runs over to the chute, having seen the rest of the, er...inmates...climb up it. Rolls:
"Stars beyond! I'm through with this place."
Knowledge:
Watching Campus eye the chute, Artemis chimes in.
"Ah, another respectable fellow. Good to make your acquaintance! I am Artemis Reinholdt. However, I'm afraid that that is all I can give you in the way of information, as I am unsure of where we are either. Perhaps we are on the wrong end of an inquisition? Maybe once we are in a bit more safer of a place we can piece together what each of us know, eh?"
Artemis follows the half-elf, interested in leaving this place, and upon entering the room, immediately looses the remain contents of his stomach. "Oh my. Dreadfully sorry. Terribly rude of me. It's just...stars beyond! That's revolting." After he fails again in his attempt to remain dignified in this freakish nightmare, his tries a different tack. "There seems to be some stairs here. Looks like our only way out? Guess that leaves us little choice."
How does she know I practice the arcane arts? Can she read...fool! She already so you use magic twice. Or was it only the once. How did I... Artemis pushed the thoughts out of his mind for now.
Artemis recovers his things, slipping his amulet around his. Ah. Like the returning of an old friend. "Also, does anyone have any suggestions as to how we can get out of this miserable place?" Artemis points to the door on the eastern side of the room. "How 'bout we try that way?"
Artemis steps out of his cell into the operating room, still fidgeting with the frayed piece of his coat, where he tore it.
"Quite alliterative of you ma'am. Artemis Reinholdt. Pleased to meet you, I'm sure. Any idea where we are? Artemis points to the disdainfully inhuman looking woman. "And what are we going to do with her?" Artemis scans the room for anything useful.
Artemis works some saliva in his mouth, motioning his hand over his chest as if he was suffering from indigestion and then spits a stream of acid from his mouth.
"Excuse me. Terribly sorry. Quite rude of me just to go belching and all but well... Artemis points and that crazed, psycho-killing female. "That's quite enough, already"
"I say, could someone get us out of here now?", Artemis says. "That would be smashing." ...coat...it's really quite terrible...ruined...I got it from...
I'll just keep that as my action, GM Nayr, unless something happens that would make that impossible.
Ho, ho, but what is this? A chance escape from our cell? Perhaps I can do something after all. Artemis pats his coat looking for something in his pockets. Nothing. He rips off a small piece of wool from his coat and runs it between his fingers eyeing the tortuous, monster of a woman. This had better work. I've gone and ruined a perfectly good coat now
"So it does," Artemis responds to the Half-Orc. "So it does. And, if I'm not mistaken, the one over there shouting and reeking havoc did as well." He brushes himself off again trying so desperately to maintain some dignity, however impossible that may truly be.
"My name is Artemis, by the way."
Artemis instinctively reaches for the Talisman around his neck, to clutch it's familiar metal and utter a... It's gone. He inspects himself quickly realizing that not just his Talisman is gone, but so are the rest of his things. Then his eyes looked through dirtied spectacles and locked onto the bloodied doctor's coat. I'm next. How did I get here? How...Must look strong in front of... Artemis looks to his left to see the other cell mate and sees it's one of the men from his dream. The Green One. But that means my dream...
Just felt real bad. I know how it can be on the other side.
Artemis runs away from the terrifying carnage choosing the uphill path, looking over his shoulder in horror as the yellow fog behind him envelops the two remaining in the alleyway. Shadows! But why didn't they run? It didn't have to end like this. Guess I'll have to make their sacrifice count. If I make it out of this, that is... Artemis continues to run hard uphill, chest heaving in and out forcing every struggling gasp of oxygen as he desperately tries to cling life. Even the cobblestones seem to be against him, making him earn every stride, exerting so much effort, exhausted. Panic begins to set it. I'm not going to make it. I'm not- No! I have to! Have to make their cost worth...something
Is there no way out of this hell that we're stuck in An idea - a last, ditch effort more like - comes to Artemis. Moving past the hulking, green-skinned warrior, pulls a hand from his pouch and wipes a buttery substance on his armor, shouting to him and the woman behind, "The only way to survive this thing is to run! How can you fight a FOG?!?!" Artemis runs away from the fog, attempting to escape the alley.
Shadows beyond! That yellow - whatever it is - just ate the little man. I mean it just bloody swallowed him WHOLE! Panic rises in Artemis, swelling in his chest he reflexively reaches for his amulet clutching it in fear. Artemis mutters in panic-filled whispers, casting Mage Armor on himself, staring at the enveloping fog.
Then he does what any sane man would when facing an unknown horror.
"How did I get here," Artemis mutters to himself. And then the realization. I have truly no idea where I am. How terrifying! Think, think...No use. Have to solve that problem later. One thing at a time. Artemis instinctively clutches the talisman around his neck as he rises to his feet, brushing himself off to try and maintain some level of dignity. "I certainly mean you no harm," Artemis says. Then he readies himself in case the others have other intentions.
Sounds good. I am also good whenever everybody else is ready.
Should be good, I think.
Looking good Artemis! I'll go through the specifics a bit later; mind picking a campaign trait when you can? The Players guide can be found here Went with Methodical Mind
Here's my character I think (Master Elodin). Currently in progress still, but the main bits are all here. |