I get tagged to do those answer these qs or whatever posts but I have yet to do one... so I’m thinking I’ll go through and find as many as possible I’ve been tagged in (too bad tumblr doesn’t have a mentioned tab) and let y’all get to know me a wittle bit
GF wanted to do the "p&p rpg where player starts with empty sheet, character has lost their memory of themself and what’s happened and has to figure everything out"
I got to decide the personality.
So here is my character, waking up on the floor of a dark, cave-like room that has various mining equipment and lots of glowing crystals scattered around. No idea what's going on, where am I, wtf? A tremor shakes the room and I scamper up driven by the primal fear of the quake.
Checking myself, I seem to have no injuries, only a bit achy, probably from falling to the floor. I'm wearing a hooded cloak, long vest, roomy shirt and trousers, worn traveller's shoes and scuffed gloves with some faded decorations. Clothes are familiar, just very dusty.
Looking around the room I spot a bag on the floor, it's less dusty than the surroundings. Then another tremor that is accompanied by a terrifying, monstrous scream that echoes from a pitch black tunnel on the other side of the room. Uh oh, got to get moving.
I pick up the bag from the floor, and grab a crystal close by that seems the shiniest (in case I need some light) and hurry to the doorway that's on the opposite wall from the 'terror tunnel'.
The doorway leads to a corridor that's big enough for me to comfortably move in but I can hit my head on the ceiling if I jump.
I arrive to a bit bigger room with tables and such, and in the middle of the floor there is a scepter that has a brightly glowing crystal in it. The scepter stands upright on the floor undisturbed by the tremors. Through a broken doorway on an opposite wall, a bright beam of light shines directly on the crystal. That's...natural.
So the scepter seems valuable and I kinda want to take it with me. I'm not super sure, but I have a suspicion nothing bad happens if I disturb the scepter. I shuffle next to it and carefully pick it up. It resists for a moment like picking up a magnet, then gives out and the light of the crystal goes out. Whew! My hand didn't explode, all good this far.
Another scream echoes from the tunnels behind me, it's closing in. I sprint to the doorway where the beam of light comes from.
I see light on the end of a long corridor where the beam is coming from and run towards it. The tremors are worse and stones and dust drop from the ceiling. Near the entrance I see a collapsed wall, and from under the rubble a pair of humanoid feet, not been there too long. Poor whoever died there...seems to be my size. I don't have much time to ponder about that, as I hear another scream, and I just run outside.. (oh well, the shoes didn't seem to be anything special)
Blinded by light, I carefully continue forward, pull my hood over my head (it's a comforting feeling overall), I'm not staying close to the opening. A tremor and rumbling sounds make me look back, the opening has collapsed shut.
Still carefully walking forward I get used to the light. There is just forest in front of me, no paths, no roads. A pile of stone blocks has a glowing crystal on top that shoots a beam of light to the now collapsed entrance.
The crystal seems valuable, so I try to pick it up, it breaks in to few pieces, but I put them all in to the non-dusty bag. Then I start walking left, following the rocky cliffs the entrance was built in to. The tremors have stopped, but I'm not staying waiting for the..whatever there was to dig its way out.
After a bit of walking I hear a stream, and walk to it. I have a drink, fill my flask, eat a bit of jerky I found from my dusty bag. Looking in to the not-dusty bag, it's full of herbs and vials of..stuff. The bag is not familiar like my clothes, maybe it's not mine.
The sun has started descending, I could try camping in the forest, but if there seems to be some settlement near by, that's always better. I have no recollection of this place, or any place near. I get some altitude using the cliffs and spot a village in the distance. It will be night when I get there, but what the hell, it's not that far.
Traveling to the village, night falls, my hand crystal doesn't help much in the forest. Desiring light, I wave my hand out of some deeply ingrained habit, and ball of light gathers on the palm of my hand. I can do light magic, alright, not complaining. So now brightly illuminated I continue treading in the forest until I plop out of the woods on to a road. From the distance, some lights of the village are visible. Hooray!
So the village is surrounded by a wooden palisade. I walk to the gate and a guard peeks at me from above and carefully shouts "A-are you a monster?!"
I start answering "N- *wait. I look at myself, pat myself a bit, am I sure I'm NOT a monster? What exactly is a monster?* -no, I suppose I'm not?"
Before the guard gets a chance to answer, another guard stomps to him and smacks him to the back of the head, sending his helmet flying over the wall to the ground next to me. "Monsters can't do magic, ffs! Open the gate!”
One of the gate doors opens, the first guard calls to me "Could you maybe throw my helmet back?"
Yeah sure, I pick it up, and in my mind's eye see myself lobbing it upwards for it to just hit the wall and bounce back, but luckily it seems I have decent throwing arm and the guard gets his helmet back.
Inside the village, the second guard greets me, I greet back, bow out of a habit.
The guard asks in a firm but friendly way "On what business are you here at this hour?"
I'm thinking: why was I where I was? I'm totally blanking on any business I've had anywhere "I'm a bit lost, this was the only settlement I spotted"
"Well you're lucky, going east, there are no other villages for a long time after our Crowsfield"
"Say, the other guard talked about monsters? Should I be cautious moving in the area?"
"Yeah, the forest is crawling with em!"
"O-oh?! Lucky me getting here without trouble"
The guard directs me to the village inn. It seems that the guard doesn't recognize me, so maybe I haven't been here? I don't ask.
I'd love to have some warm food. I'm tired from the walk, but not especially sleepy. Still, I wonder if I can afford a room. I had only 5 coppers when I checked.
I step in to the inn, there are people, but it's calm. Some guards are there, probably taking a break. I don't recognize anyone. I'm keeping an ear out for a "Hey you!" or "What are you doing with THE scepter?!" but nobody pays much attention to me.
But going for the counter, I do hear a heavily drunken shout "Mahe?! Y-ou're alive?!"
Turning to look I spot a dwarf, very drunk one, sitting at a side table that has bunch and bunch of empty of beer mugs. ..and a smallish vial with a picture of, what seems to be an orc skull and crossbones. The dwarf wants me to sit at the table. He seems to know me, so fine. I sit down and look at him kinda confused.
Dwarf gulps down last of his beer and "What happen-how are you alive?"
So I don't want to give out that I'm not sure what’s going on or what's happened. Kinda..not trusting this person though he seems friendly, but like..I don't know him. And he has a 'poison' bottle on the table!
"That's a good question.. Would you buy me a meal while we catch on?"
Dwarf smirks, takes out his wallet and drops all 5 of the coppers he has left on the table. "Help yourself, get me one of those *scoff* watery drinks too"
So I buy a meal for myself, a watery drink for him. With shaking hands he drops two drops and a whoops of the 'poison' from the vial to his beer. I cover my meal so he doesn't spill any on mine, I have no idea what that is. "If you're going to mix that in to it, water would have been cheaper"
"Bwhahah the poison has to at least taste like something.. So what happened? How are you alive?"
Nonchalantly while eating "I don't see a reason why I wouldn't be? What did you think happened?"
"But you exploded to pieces! Orr.. at least there was an explosion and you flew across the room while I was looking at the mining equipment.."
"And you just left me there?!"
"Well we didn't want to but there was this monstrous screaming coming from the depths and the place started to collapse, we had to escape! The whole place almost collapsed on us!" He seems like he's telling the truth.
"Well great that I happened to wake up before the place collapsed or the whatever creature got to me" I grumble.
The dwarf ponders a bit "Well the most important thing is that youre alive. ..would Elliot happen to be alive with you as well?"
"You left Elliot too!?" I have no idea who Elliot is, but I'm not gonna let that stop me from riding this guilt wagon, they left me to die!
"The fuck could we do, a mountain of rocks collapsed on the poor boy!"
Oh, that's Elliot. Sorry Elliot. "No, Elliot didn't get a second chance"
Dwarf nods.
I picked up that the dwarf talked about 'we'... " So where are the rest of the group?"
"Zado and Hemril decided to head home to Greymount. I stopped to take some 'medicine' first"
Zado's name tickles somewhere in the back of my mind, but I'm not sure why. "You're heading there when you're 'medicated' enough?"
"Yup. I presume youre coming too, at least to return Zado's scepter"
I'm kinda curious why Zado rings a bell to me, so sure. And this village doesn't seem...homely. "Of course"
"When I black out, could you carry me to my room.. room three" dwarf drops a key on the table.
Oh an opportunity to get to sleep in a room! I look at the dwarf, look at the stairs leading to the rooms, trying to figure out if I’m strong enough. "Yeaah, it depends how bruised you want to wake up. You could always take the mug and pass out in there? "
Dwarf agrees, I help him up, and while doing that I notice his shirt has a big rip in the side, and blood. Under that, some bandaging is visible. Oh fine, he can keep the bed.
At the room dwarf falls on the bed and to sleep immediately. I dig out some extra linen from the small dresser and make a bed on the floor. I'm not that sleepy, mostly napping.
@bellepullman thank you!!!! ;~; I get anxious about these kind of things. (As you can see obviously) I don’t know I get scared I’m like….offending people/them thinking badly of me mainly because online interactions always seem more…dramatic than real life interactions? Because everything you say can be taken with such a level of seriousness and so critically and it’s easier for people to fault you for little slip-ups. So I get nervous.
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