WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[Awaken.

Fifteen strangers have been gathered to the Depths.

When the strangers awaken, they will feel nauseous in their stomachs. No doubt confused. Maybe a little sick, Perhaps, even terrified. And certainly, there is a good reason for it - they are not where they were before. If they had powers back where they came from, they seem to be all gone. And it appears that someone has left...guidelines for them. All of them addressed to a specific Title.

Their Title. Somehow, each person knows, upon seeing this, this is their Title, even if it seems to make no sense whatsoever. And its clear that whoever wrote these things knew it as well. Who was it?

Its uncertain. So far, there seems to be no one else save for them, and those who dare to venture out of their rooms - save, for some reason, the individuals in rooms 1, 8 and 7 - in this hot and stuffy place. No...'intercessor' to be seen yet, certainly. No outward signs that there's anyone else aside from the people with 'Titles'.


So, Titled: welcome.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]

Comments

[kiddefender]

I've done this part before. I'm not sure about cooking it though. Lord Naofumi normally handles that part.

[bythewaves]

[ A gentle smile and he moves to help her ]

Here - I can show you, if you like.

[kiddefender]

Thank you. I've tried copying Lord Naofumi, but he says his shield's magic has an affect on his cooking.

[bythewaves]

Oh? How is that?

[kiddefender]

I don't know, no one really does. The legendary weapons wouldn't be a legend if we knew everything about them.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor chuckles a little ]

Maybe so, but someone must have known once, or it would not have been legendary at all, hm? Either way, I suppose it does not matter, now.