...we came in?

[strangerpeople]

POOR UNFORTUNATE SOULS


[There's no doubt that those who wake up will vaguely remember a dream.

In that dream, at least for most people, there are two figures, informing them each that they had a Title. With that title came a power. More than that, they were being given rooms, as if they were meant to stay in the dark and gloomy place where their dreams placed them. The Strangers might have found this to be a ridiculous proposition. Unless they have been through this before, then were probably not surprised in the least.

All of this, of course, ended with a sense of inexplicable dread for everyone. Especially when they woke up to find themselves in long, thin, cramped rooms, with only candlelight to give them any illumination.

Yes. Unfortunately, that dream had not been a dream at all, much as you might have hoped. You are here, now, inside an old, decrepit house where you have been given what appears to be a permanent residency. While you apparently have a power to aid you, it's no comfort. You have no option to leave, you have no way to escape, and the rules hammered to your door doesn't help the creeping sense of doom pooling in your stomach.

...

Now.

Where are those two figures that had greeted you to begin with?]

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Comments

Garden

[necroyalty]

[ She looks at the spider with some interest, before turning to Krone. ]

I'd say it's rather curious that there's so many of them about, but... I think it's rather obvious where we are.

At least, I have my theories.

[joinhands]

Oh??

[As gracefully as possible, Krone freezes with the rope held in only one hand, fixed on the mysterious woman.]

Pray tell. I'm afraid I'm not exactly what you might call well-traveled.

[necroyalty]

Not that I expected them to have a stronghold on the surface, but... I don't suppose this is your first brush with drow?

[joinhands]

...

[mouths it to herself trying REALLY hard to understand but then just]

...what on earth are you talking about?

[necroyalty]

Dark elves? Don't tell me you're simply going to brush them aside as some fantasy like the bugbear woman did.

[joinhands]

Goodness, I! I would never go that far, ma'am, I just... Ah... I'm not exactly the most well-traveled.

[necroyalty]

Good, then I clearly haven't gone mad.

If you haven't seen them before, well. Imagine elves, but with skin of a bluish gray and quite enviable silver hair. They live underground.

[joinhands]

[Nodding, taking this almost completely seriously.] This environment would be kind to such being, both the interior and exterior design...!

[necroyalty]

There's also the matter of the spiders, although the bats are another story...