...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

[necroyalty]

The spiders, mainly. They're considered sacred in drow culture.

[ Think mostly like how cats were treated in ancient Egypt, but like. With more arachnophobia. ]

[silvertongueheir]

[Alright...that's a lot of pieces that seem to fit.] Bats, as well?

[necroyalty]

Not particularly, although neither do they seem to take too much offense to their presence.

And...well. Have you been to the sanctum?

[silvertongueheir]

[He shakes his head.] I've taken a look from outside, but it does have quite the ominous feel to it.

[necroyalty]

I don't know what sacrifices the Lady demands, but I highly doubt that I'd be willing to provide her with what her heart desires.

There was blood on the altar. The sacrifice of a beast is not unheard of, but for someone willing to kidnap us... I assume it's unlikely to have been a simple chicken.

[silvertongueheir]

Even chickens don't deserve such a fate, in my opinion. [He likes birds, okay.] At least the rules don't actually require our presence for any regular congregation. [So...perhaps they can just ignore it, to some degree.]

[necroyalty]

Right. It's...best we avoid such an accursed place for now.

[silvertongueheir]

[He won't argue there.] So if it is drow holding us here...do you know of any weaknesses they have that might give us an advantage over them?

[necroyalty]

...no particular vulnerabilities other than their aversion to sunlight, but you can stab them as well as you can any other person.

[silvertongueheir]

[A sigh.] I'm not the type to stab people, unfortunately. And from those rules, I get the idea it'd require one powerful attack so as not to give time for retaliation.

[necroyalty]

Do keep me updated on anything else you happen to find. I'm still trying to find a way...

Well. If drastic action is what we need, so be it.

[silvertongueheir]

[He nods.] Of course. We should probably hold a meeting between all of us captives at some point.

[necroyalty]

If someone else hasn't thought to do so, I'll do it.

[silvertongueheir]

[He nods.] The rooms downstairs should work for that. Or even the garden, I suppose, if we want the area with the most open space.