Role

Chapter 1

"Mother! Father! You must come!" a young voice echoed through
the dank morass.

Yet alone he would remain.

Rizdyn found himself in a precarious situation in his youth.
His parents, both traders in the overworld had trampled upon
a concealed pit of slime and ooze-like water.

Their caravan was submerged quite quickly as were the
denizens aboard it. Most sunk near immediately in panic but
Rizdyn and his parents were lucky enough to find a piece of
solid remnants of earth to hoist themselves to.

Rizdyn naturally took it upon himself to traverse the ooze
with haste before he became entangled to the point death was
inevitable. This was not without its pains however. Legions
of small skeletal fish emerged and small piece by small
piece, tore chunks out of his legs and feet.

Screaming in pain he did make it to refuge however and lay
their bleeding slowly into the slime, small fish feeding in a
frenzy over the pool of blood.

He called to his parents, but fear took them and the remained
isolated.

He watched as the hours passed and they slowly and painfully
met their end. Suffocating in the ooze.

He was given plenty of time to contemplate this and suffer.
His legs would take quite some time to heal as the infectious
substance he was exposed to coursed freely through his veins
now. He found himself in dire pain from this and sleep came
only for short periods.

His thoughts and dreams became intermixed and he lost the
ability to discern between them. He recalled his past life in
Galadon. His parents, both rogue traders. His thoughts and
dreams became twisted however, be it from the hallucination
of infection or something greater.

The city became a pool of slime and ooze, slowly sinking into
the abyss. The denizens of this place, all stuck, afraid to
swim to the refuge outside of it's walls. Trapped,
perpetually sinking to a slow, gruesome end.