"Unbeknownst to anyone, the mage watched the birth through the windows of the miller's home, and when Thenadore arrived his soul probed the young newborn for a shelter and a host in the years to come. Curious, the innocent soul of Thenadore accepted, and in the last seven years they have co-existed in a symbiotic and benevolent partnership."
You find yourself in some sparsely furnished, gloomy room or chamber. Three others are present. An old man sits in a chair across from you and sighs repeatedly, eyeing you with a sly grin the whole time. A young, nubile, and quite naked woman is scribbling something incomprehensible on the walls of the room. A small girl sits in the corner and laughs. As she does she keeps picking and scratching at her ears, until she finally manages to "pull" one off. Gleefullly, she throws the bloodied ear directly at you. Suddenly, water begins to seep in from the corners of the room. Soon, you realize that you are unable to move, being tightly fastened to the chair your sitting in. The water begins to rise to your ankles. The little girl begins to splash around. The old man gets up and vanishes, and the naked lass, steps back from the wall, and turns to look directly at you. You notice something she scrawled on the wall, which you find readable..."WAKE UP, before its too late"Go to Comment
I especially like the journal!! Perfectly evokes distant exotic lands. One question- why are two meter piranha/gorilla hybrids with teeth that can cut through steel and rippling arms of muscle so weak and easy to kill individually? Go to Comment