King of Fall - Act I - Game Thread

So it begins.

Please keep in mind, I may do some things differently, never done a PBP as a GM before, etc. So bear with me as we kick this off and I put together how to bring it to you.

Hopefully this will be an interesting game for all of us. Remember I work a lot and have a family so just keep that in mind. :)

Let's call this a little flavor to kick this off with. This does not involve your characters, and you don't respond to this story piece. I will put the next (first) post up that you need to respond to soon. I am no author, so hopefully this comes out well. :)

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The view looks out over a forest, a lite layer of snow sits on top the trees as the view slowly moves down to the top of the trees towards for floor of the forest. The snow is thicker on the ground as it falls sooner this far north. You see a lone figure running through the forest. As the figure approaches the view you see a woman, a beautiful woman, despite the odd painted patterns on her face. Dressed in furs and leathers of different animals. Her hair is brown and tied up out of her face by a leather strap across her forehead wrapping around the back. You see the hilt of a large sword sticking out of its scabbard on her back, and an axe and knife hung at her side.

She is running hard, breathing heavy and leaning forward as if she can only go so much farther. In the distance is a howl and guttural call of several horrid dog like animals called Worgs. She pauses for moment, catching her breath and turning to look behind her. She sees her nearest pursuer and turns and starts to run again. Her long legs taking stride after stride through the forest, bursting through branches and leaping over fallen trees. She can now hear the nearest Worg crushing through the snow, baying in pleasure as it moves in on it's kill.

As she leaps over the next fallen tree, she lands and kicks backward putting her back against the fallen trunk moments before the Worg comes leaping over the fallen tree. The Worg lands heavy, skidding and sliding to stop as it tries to wheel around at her, but she moves quicker. Axe in one hand and a knife in the other, she is on the Worg before it can get it's footing. Her hand axe strikes the Worg in the head, the blade deflects off the skull of the Worg, but the momentum of the blow keeps the Worg spinning in the snow. She dives right, coming up behind the new floundering, whimpering Worg. Her knife red with fresh blood from hamstringing the creature as she passed. Still trying to turn and face her, the Worgs back leg fails him as he tries to put it down to gain traction. She is already on him again, the axe buries in the skull of the Worg, it makes a final strange whimper and falls. She tries to remove the axe, but it is buried deep in the hard skull of the creature. She leaves the axe after one more frustrated tug but deciding the better course of action is to turn and run. The baying of the other Worgs closing in on her much closer now.

Running again, her breathing is heavy and her strides shorter as she ducks and leaps through the forest floor. Suddenly she comes to a sliding halt, arms flailing to her sides like she is trying to swim backwards through he air. As the view pans out from her, you see a cliff about 75 feet high, straight down to the forest tree tops below it. She manages to keep herself from tumbling off the cliff, and then drops to one knee. The baying and howling getting even closer, as they sense their prey is close.

The woman stands and pulls the greatsword from its sheath on her back as she turns in the direction of the closing Worgs and starts walking towards them. She brings the sword up in front of her, straight up and down in a form of salute.

"Ancestors, Brother and Sisters, those who sit in the Forever Halls, raise a glass to me." she says, eyes closed. "This day I will join you in the Forever Halls. Lend me your strength and guide my fathers blade." She opens her eyes, seeing the other two Worgs closing in on her. "Let them see what a woman of the north is made of, that a Chieftains daughter stands before them!" She yells louder with each word. "RAAAHHHH!" she yells as she bursts into motion, with power and grace she moves like the wind. Bringing her greatsword down directly onto the head of the Worg that didn't have time to rethink charging in on the seemly helpless being in front of it. The force of the strike driving the head of the Worg into the ground in a spray of blood. She pirouettes as she sidesteps with the force of the blow, stepping aside as the body of the Worg slides past her grotesquely, spinning the blade in her hands to bring it back up in front of her. The dead Worgs nearly cleaved head folded underneath it's body. As its momentum ends and it comes to a stop causing the tension of its contorted body to somersaultt the now limp body onto it's back with blood spraying out in bright red lines in the snow.

The final Worg, bigger then the other two she has already killed, isn't so quick to rush in on the woman, having enough intelligence to know this woman is no easy kill. He is pacing her back and forth, teeth bared in a low growl as he sizes her up. "Lets finish this beast, come and taste my steel!" she yells as she quickly moves and brings a strike down at the Worg, but he bounds back out of the way of the strike, then with powerful hind legs leaps back forward at the woman as the strike put her off balance for just a second. She goes down backwards as the large paws of the Worg catch her in each shoulder, bringing her down under the beast. She flashes the pommel of the blade back across, hitting the Worg in the side of the head right before its jaws would have torn out her throat. He yelps, and reels at the blow. The Worg bounds backwards off the woman and begins to turn back to her to come back in at her. The woman is scrambling backwards away from the Worg and trying to get on her feet. The Worg leaps again at her, but she rolls to the left on the ground then starts to roll back to her right using her momentum to bring the greatsword in an arc across her prone body. It bites into the snow and ground as the Worg jumps back again. She begins to back up again, and the Worg makes another lunge at her but it seems to only be to drive her backwards. Then the woman gets to the cliff edge and can go no farther back. The Worg lets out a howl, knowing he has his prey cornered. He paces her again, weighing when to strike.

She gains her feet again watching the Worg pace her. If a Worg could smile she could see it on his face. Leaning on her sword appearing to catch her breath a moment, but in a quick fluid motion slings the knife at her hip at the Worg. The knife buries itself in the chest of the Worg, just to the side of where the front leg and chest meet. The Worg lets out a pained, but angry roar and wheels directly at the woman. He leaps at her, and she roars back. You see the blade of her greatsword appear out the back of the Worg as they both tumble backwards over the edge of the cliff.

The view lingers there for a moment. The cliff edge with the trees beyond and below the cliff. You see red blood spots stark and steaming on the pure white snow. All you hear is the howling of the wind as swirls of snow whip around. The view fades slowly to black.

It's a cold fall morning in Stowald. The sun is peaking up over the horizon and the world is waking up to it's warm embrace. The sky is spotted with clouds but none threaten to bring rain or storms. The smell of morning fires from the chimneys permeates the air as the people of Stowald get ready to begin their day, warming their homes to shake off the cold night. A few folk move about the streets, off to start their days business.

The town is small by town standards and is spread over a fairly large area. The older part of town which originally served as the home for many loggers and hunters sits uphill a little from the rest of the town. A small stone fort sits in the middle of this older area. The rest of the town has been built in the last 50 years or so. Since the mines in the Rockspires were discovered and exploitation of those resources began. Some came to mine, some came to start businesses to support the miners and those streaming in to strike it rich in the new found veins. That is until the King of Myr decreed that the Myr Mining Company owned all rights to the riches of the Rockspires. This has since stabilized the population flux of Stowald. The logging families of Stowald never skipped a beat during this time as business has always been good, producing much of the wood for the northern regions of Myr.

If you look around the town you would see forest covering the north. Sporadic trees and fields and farms to the south and east and hills rolling off to the west. The town sits off the Flann Tributary, which flows down into the Artus River to the south. You can at times see barges moving lumber and minerals down river. Rarely does anything come up to Stowald as it is the last stop on the smaller river and only in the spring is the river deep enough for anything beyond and flat bottom barge.

Your characters are in the town of Stowald, as we have established. Let's set our starting points and I will build us up from there. Since this is a PBP site, I may throw some details back on you to come up with, since we all have time to think about our posts. D&D but with some more collaboration then traditionally perhaps. Don't hesitate to speak up though if you don't like something, I am open to discussion on anything.

It's morning for all of you. Where do you sleep? Where do you live or stay? How would you start your day?

I think one or two of you have where you live or stay established, but this is your chance to make it full cannon or change it. I have special notes for a couple of you, but you will all end up with these so don't feel left out if you don't have a direct line at you right now. :)

Edit: I know there is no map, you can just describe the place you feel like you stay or whatever as well, and I will expand on it.

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Galas
Galas you have noticed a new star that is suddenly in the sky in the western hemisphere. I would assume you are excited.

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Oswald
You find Mara has had a hard night. You find her asleep on the floor in front of the door to her room. Vomit and an empty bottle of rum on the floor next to her, but she has managed to avoid being covered in the vomit and is pale, but otherwise just appears to be passed out from drinking. (Which has become more of a thing for her lately.)

Stowald

Here is a little more detail on the town. To help you. It's all in my head right now. Haven't named everything either so I will leave most of it unnamed at this moment.

As stated Stowald is considered a town, but a small one. It's been bigger at times and smaller at times.

Buildings and Businesses:
- King's Gold Inn (Mara ownes, and Oswald helps run and was own by his former friend.)
- General Goods store
- Specialty Store (Weird lady no one really likes, people go there for headaches and herbal treatments, rumors say she had more than that.)
- Several warehouses (Mining company, and Logging company)
- Myr Mining Company office
- Small Defensive Fort, used by the town guard and the few Lord's soldiers actually in the town.
- Houses for the miners family are in the new areas, as well as house in the older parts of the town.
- There are farms and ranches near town, with barns and other farm/ranch stuff.
- Plus many other standards you would find in a small town.

I will have a map at some point, until then I will try and build it in your head as we move along.

Galas looks up, and does a double-take when he sees another elf. As she speaks out in fluent human bumpkin, Galas's mouth drops onto a round "O" is surprise. He seems frozen on the spot for a moment. In his shock, old habits drilled into him as a youth flare up. He touches his brow and begins to bow formally as elven courtiers do, catches himself halfway through, and awkwardly begins scratching his ankle in an attempt to play it off. When he tries to speak, all that comes out is a squeak that might have been the word, "Pumpkin?"

He shakes himself and turns, attempting to address Oswald again, looking anywhere but at "Maggie", How much for room and board through tomorrow?"

Good stuff so far everyone. Since King's Gold Inn is getting some attention, let me give you an idea of what you see.

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King's Gold Inn

This Inn is quite unique. It appears to be built straight into the side of a hill. The second floor (from the outside) seems to sit on the hill almost, with piers holding up some of the second level above the double doors of the entrance. There is what appears to be a chimney stack sticking out of the ground on one side.

Upon entering the doors, stairs lead down into a common room and would seem to be under the earth. Most of the room has wooden walls all around the common room all the way up it's high ceilings. When you are down in the common room, there are actually two floors above, with the wooden railed balcony walks to the rooms. The roof covers the entire structure, some three floors up from the common room, with a covered opening at the top of the crest. One floor of rooms is set up as a common sleeping area with a dozen or so beds and some with curtains. The third floor has six individual rooms.

On the right side of the stairs down into the common room, is a partial bare area of the wall, where a fireplace has been carved directly into the rock. On the left is stairs up to the rooms, and as you walk further in, the bar and desk are along the wall, with some of the bare rock also displayed behind the bar. The back wall just has a single heavy door which leads back into the kitchens, and some of the underground storage.

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Fun fact: The current owner Mara, doesn't understand or doesn't care about the historic significance of her establishment, but it is a well known, if rarely visited, Inn in the Kingdom of Myr. When it was originally constructed it was called the "Fool's Gold Inn" because it was built in a failed mining location. Apparently the miner's didn't realize there was unrelenting rock in this hill, or at least that's the tale.

I will let you guys decide how to play this little scene out. No rolls are needed unless you guys think they are as far as I am concerned. Mara will have nothing significant to say story wise, beyond character story, so KJ you can take her dialog or I can.

There are some others rousing or coming into the Inn now. Consider this happening while you are playing this out. Respond when you feel like. This isn't to interrupt dialog between players. Also, you guys are welcome to introduce NPC's, within reason and non-helpful obviously, but if I take over, they are then under my control. I will introduce more story elements soon.

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The sun has risen up fully above the horizon now and the town of Stowald is starting to come to life. Inside the King's Gold Inn things carry on as they normally would, but a bit busier than normal. The fire is now going good and the smell of cooking food rests in the air. Sunlight is coming through the stained glass windows by the door, giving the stairs down to the common room an interesting shade of colors.

Some townsfolk have come in and made their way to their usual spots, as people have started to come here for breakfast again over the past couple of months thanks to Maggie and her (quickly becoming locally famous) battercakes. They say it wasn't very good before that, when the "grouchy Oswald" was cooking it. Apparently nothing beat Benn's cooking though, and the locals talk of it fondly when the topic is brought up. They discuss it much quieter in the Inn though, knowing Benn's fate.

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Another man comes down from one of the rooms. A heavier set man, with full head of hair and a burly beard. He is well dressed with a bright blue shirt covered by a black jacket and a scarf around his neck. Pants matching the jacket, with knee high black boots. As he sits down he jovially calls out to Maggie, "Your beauty steals my heart Maggie. You got any battercakes this morn? I would love a healthy helping of them dear." As the grabs at his round belly. He is quite taken with you Maggie, but harmless. Oswald and Maggie would know his name is Jordie, he is in town from Myr, and works for the Myr Mining Company.

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You hear the main entry open, and two figures come slowly down the stairs. One is a fairly lovely young woman, with golden hair in a pony tail, and a simple blue dress on. On her left side is an older man, with his right arm around the young ladies arm, you can see that he is missing his left arm almost at the shoulder. He has sporadic gray hair on his head, going down in long tendrils from his spotty balding head. He wears an eye patch over one eye. The eye patch is old and tattered, but has symbol or crest painted on it. The young woman patiently and lovingly moves him slowly to a table with his back to the fire. "Morning Mag. His usual." she says with a sweet smile when she sees Maggie next. Oswald and Maggie you would know the woman as Adelin, and the old man is Owyne.

Some of you may notice that the young lady (Adelin) that came in with the old man, is watching all of you intently, then turning and whispering to the old man who is just nodding his head and staring at his food.

Thalisa and Oswald: You would of see this woman and man on a weekly basis for a while, you would know that she is his daughter. You might notice this more then others because it is odd activity for them to be paying any mind to people in the Inn. They usually eat quietly and leave. She spoke to you both quite a bit when they first started coming, asking you about where you were from and things like that, but they are fairly quiet folk.

Ok, I need perception checks from everyone that is in the common room still. Thalisa and Oswald, you guys are hovering around the door to the kitchen, so if you are going in and back out, then you can state that and make a roll as well.

You can just place the roll alone, or as part of a response to someone else.

"Well, maybe I'll teach you how to juggle!" Anry says to Earidan with delight. He grabs three small pieces of fruit from a nearby bowl, a clementine, a lime, and something he doesn't recognize and begins to quickly juggle them in small circles, before tossing one behind his back high in the air, and catching it in his pocket.

Turning back to Vengar, "I can sing just fine, but I've got a tune in my head that I must play before I go mad." With that, Anry pulls out his tin whistle from his satchel and begins to play this jig, hoping that Vengar and Earidan will enjoy dancing to it, but happy to play the tune for the audience if not.

Galas, Venger, Oswald and Anry
As Anry starts playing his tune, as he gets started in his exposition a flurry of activity will suddenly start. Whatever you guys were moving to do next, you will hear a sudden scrap of a chair being thrown backwards, and you will see the woman (Adelin) suddenly jumping up from her chair sending it tipping over behind her and she is wild eyed and looking around the room. Panic clearly on her face, and then she grabs the sides of her head and bends down grimacing from some pain inside her head. You will then see her right herself. The old man (Owyne) is suddenly head up and much more capable looking as he turns to the woman "Adelin?" he says to her concerned. She sits back up almost as quickly as she went down grabbing her head. Anyone who knows anything about weapons will see her grab at her hip, for a non-existent weapon as she moves protectively in front of the old man. "Something dark is here!" she says loudly, with fear in her eyes and her voice. This all happens in the matter of some seconds.

Galas and Venger
Galas and Venger, as she says "Something dark is here!" you will start to experience odd sensations. I am going to say by the scene and whats been said you guys are standing nearest to each other. Galas you may feel an odd tingle, an "elf-sense" of magic perhaps. Venger, your arm will start to feel alive, if you will. You will feel cold emanating from above you, and it will cause you two closest to look above you. What you see defies what seems logical to you. There is a thin black line growing in the air above you. Dark as night, but not on the ceiling itself, just in mid-air, a foot or two above Galas' head, and you can tell the cold is pouring from this mark.

Earidan
Earidan, I think you can hear and see what is happening with the woman at the table, as everyone in the common room would. I think your roll represents your lack of experience in noticing the things the above players did, and you definitely don't notice what Galas and Venger are seeing.

Maggie
You hear what sounds like a chair sliding and falling over from the other side of the kitchen wall to the common room. Perhaps a mumblish understanding of what she says loudly, but I will let you decide how distracted she is.

Thalisa you walk into the beginnings of chaos. You heard Adelin, so you instinctively look there first, she is protectively in front of the old Owyne with her chair sprayed back behind her. You see the dwarf pulling the young boy back staring up at the ceiling. You see someone taking off for the corner of the room away from the dwarf. The elf is backing away and looking up at something as well, pulling out his sword. You see Oswald reach back and grab his Maul from behind the bar, which you don't know that you have ever scene him do before. The scene is confusing as you get in to the common room, and its also getting cold rapidly.

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Galas your vision flickers for a moment. The world turns a strange shade of grey, and you can see the dwarf and the boy, but not as you saw them before. They look like vessels of flowing light brightest in the head and chest, except for Vengers injured arm which is darker and breaks the light. The boy is shining brightly next to him, almost hard to look at, and Anry taking off away from them. You glance down at your hand and see the same flowing light. Your vision flicks back to normal suddenly, and you see Anry moving off, Vengar backing up with the boy, and it's all a little disorienting. Then your vision flips again. They again look like forms of light, but you see darkness now, as you look up, you see a pair of dark spindly arms awkwardly bent at strange disturbing joints and angles, reaching out from the now expanding line as if grabbing onto reality for leverage. Just as you saw light flowing through Venger and the boy, you see dark shadow flow in the same manner through the arms of whatever is coming out of this void. Your sight flickers back to normal again. You are dis-oriented by this sudden flash back to normal, but you only see shadowy smoke now, not that arms you saw before.

IF there are rolls called for, you may have disadvantage if I call for it due to this, and you can use that in narrative as well.

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Anyone who heeded Venger's warning would see a void opening in the middle of the air near him and Galas, and shadowy smoke coming out from this void in tendrils, but nothing substantial is seen. The cold is emanating across the room now. The heavier set man from the Mining Company is falling over himself trying to back away as chairs and tables slide and fall.

*SCREAM* A loud scream comes from Adelin, as she grips the sides of her head again, and sinks down to her knees in apparent agony. The older Owyne starts moving in front of her in the way of the shadow coming out of the void.

The void is stretching further open. More shadowy smoke is starting to pour out and the room is darkening quickly.

The tear in mid-air is growing consideribly faster as everyone is moving around, falling down, and backing away. You all feel something invisible closing in around you in a fantastic sensation of it pressing in on all points of your body at once. It feels cold and evil on your bare skin, like ants that weigh as much as a horse crawling all over you. Your movements slow and it becomes harder and harder to take the actions in your mind and translate them to your body. The cold is painful now, the fear and darkness eminating from this crack in mid-air fills the common room. You see ice forming in the ales and spilled drinks about the tables. The chaos is slowing to a crawl and it only feels as if it is getting tighter. The large man in the common room (Jordie) has a look of absolute fear on his face as he is starting to scramble backwards and falls as everyone else is making their movement. Adelin has recovered and it looks like she is trying to stand with a great weight on her back. This all takes place in a second or two.

Then, everything stops. Everyone is frozen in place. As if time has stood still but some of you may still be able to see and hear bowls rolling around. Liquids from spilled ales drip, drip, dripping to the floors and in places turning to ice before it ever hits the ground. The grip around you is so tight you can't breathe, restricting the body so severely that you can only move your eyes, as if your eyes have been left alone to bear witness to the darkness entering the room.

Galas and Venger are frozen mid-backing away from the crack in air, with Galas' sword frozen in place in front of him. Venger stumbling a little as he lost his grip on the other two he was trying to pull to safety. Earidan is laying on the floor nearest the darkness entering the room. Oswald would appear frozen mid run, maul in hand, towards the back rooms. Thalisa and Anry are frozen off behind a post in the common room with a clear view towards the tear.

Everything is earily quiet in the room now. You can hear the faint crackle of energy from the tear in reality that floats in the middle of the room. Those of you who can see it will see a shadow of a tall figure starting to take shape, shifting and moving between looking armored, then robed, naked, and just constantly shifting shadowy darkess. This creature, or being, or whatever is taking form just below the crack in the air. Galas as your vision flickers between different states you can clearly see the figure when shifted, and would see, for lack of a better word and thinking back on your readings, something that you could only describe as a Demon or Fiend that are described in old texts. The rest of you would see the shifting shadowy figures it appears to transition between.

Then the being splits and as if stepping out of itself as these copies start to move around the room. One goes to Galas, one goes to Venger, one goes and kneels before Earidan. A couple move off towards to Thalisa and Anry, the old man and younger woman. Oswald you will be chilled to the bone as one passes through your body to turn and face you from to the other side. This would be your first visual of this creature since you are turned away heading off. It's right in your face, cold pooring off of a shifting shadowy face of decayed flesh, shifting to a normal face, then to various forms, but they all have a hateful snear. This happens to each of you, as a shifting shadowy figure moves to look at you, as if looking into your eyes, searching for something. You can feel the evil hatred pouring out from the creature.

As these aspects of this shadow creature move the fire in the hearth dies to almost nothing, the light around the room seems to be drawn into the shadows that make it up. As it stares into each of your eyes, you are a filled with fear, sadness, guilt, and even pain. You have not been able to take a breath for a while now, and you are starting to panic as you mind is telling your body to draw breath, but you can't.

Galas you would get the distinct feeling that this creature is not holding you guys in place, but some other force beyond this creature. Not really sure how you know that, you just feel it. You also feel an odd sensation of warmth building in your chest, as if fighting back against the cold. Venger would have a similar feeling in his arm, as if something was fighting back against this darkness, but it would feel more like a survival type emotion to you Venger.

Earidan you are on the floor, looking up into the face of this creature of some sorts, cold buffeting your face. Then you feel a warmth suddenly in your chest, fighting back against the cold. Then as if slammed by some invisible force you feel it impact your chest, driving the warmth out forcefully. Pain and anguish course through you, you would be screaming if you weren't frozen in place. Others might see tears freezing on Earidan's face if you looked close. Then "fwooooshh" is heard by all, as these seperate entities spring back together like air made of shadow rushing past collecting back into one being at the one kneeling over Earidan.

Earidan you hear a voice in your head, but its quiet and booming, clear and garbled, evil and ancient, and sounds like hundreds of dialects being spoke at the same time, yet you can clearly hear it booming in your head. "Breaker of chains, you shall die, and serve me for all time." It hurts your mind, and spreads through your body and maybe even your soul as you hear this voice. Pure, and unequivically evil.

Galas, you feel warmth spreading across your body, fighting back against the cold. You feel safe and protected now, your lungs are no longer burning despite your lack of breathing. Your vision switches and stays in this new state. You can see the demon looking figure kneeling over him, waves of darkness eminating out from him, you see Earidan, darkness moving through his body, but a bright light in his chest seems to be fighting back against this darkness buffetting outward with light to be pushed back again. You see the others as you move your eyes around. You can see the woman and old man and light eminating from them, the same for Oswald who is facing away from the demon in front of you. You glance up to see the tear rippling, weakening, and growing smaller quickly. You can see the darkness eminating from the demon appearing to be sucked back up into the tear. You can see it digging its clawed "feet" into the ground fighting against this. You hear a horrifying and defiant screach from the demon looking being as it glances back at the tear.

Earidan you feel as if a battle is taking place inside you, cold and warm iminate back and forth, pain courses through you. You can see the creature more clearly now in front of your face, you can see the shadowy aura of this creature being sucked up backwards into the tear. You see it look back at the tear, back at you and the horrible screach. You pass out, and all goes dark for you.

Galas you are filled with warmth now, you can feel the tighness being lifted from you. You see the demon screaching over Earidan, being pulled backwards towards the tear more chaotically by the moment. As its grip slips you see it lash out with a clawed hand impossibly fast, and you see a thin red line appear across the neck of the boy on the ground.

All of you feel the grip lessening on you, you can see the shadowed figured being drawn back towards the tear as it flails in awkward un-human movements. Clawing and scratching and screaching if fights, as the tear flashes smaller and bigger, smaller again, a little bigger, then smaller again as it cyles smaller and smaller despite its eratic state. The shadow creature is being pulled through legs first, as it seems to try and grab at the reality around the tear, determined to stay and finish what it came here for.

The grip lessens more, and more. Galas, you see the light spreading back across Earidan's body, but it is fading out at the same time, as you see what appears to be blood, but almost as liquid light to you, as the thin red line starts to flow better from the now visible and opening slash across the neck of the boy on the ground.

Venger you would see this too being near the boy. You would see blood forming on his neck as you are feeling the grip loosing on you, and your lungs burn and your body fights to take a breath. Oswald, Anry, Thalisa, and everyone is in the room is feeling the grip loosen on them. The looser it gets the more blood you see.

Then SNAP. The tear shuts, a horrible shreik is heard as the tear appears to close before the shadow was fully through and the shadow disperses almost instantly in flash. Everything goes back into motion then, as your bodies draw in breath for the first time. You hear the big man fall backwards into a table, motionless. The old man falls to his knees, his chest heaving heavily. The young woman turns to him also catching her breath. Oswald, you stumble forward as your released.

Galas you still feel wamth flowing through you, something you have felt before. Power, pure and strong, flows through you as your vision switches back to normal, you see blood gushing from the neck of young Earidan.

Venger you would see this too, as well as the woman Adelin. Anry and Thalisa you will not be able to see Earidan laying on the ground, but you are both released as well.

What do you all do now? Adelin is crawling on all fours towards the boy. The large man, Jordie is lying on the ground motionless, turning blue.

Came back to site because of emails… this game started so good.

It totally did. I had forgotten about this game kicking off like this.