Role

Chapter 5

A sudden rush of knowledge fills you.

Your body feels strong. Your stamina healthy. As
you come to your senses you quickly scan each way
and bolt to your feet.

Something isnt right.

"Careful now, Elyrnia. You are in Darsylon."

You look around to realize this is correct. But how?

Your words confused, "I just feel out of place. How am I
here? Where is my party?"

You try hard to recollect your thoughts. You were outside
the Keep west of Balatore. Tending to the battlewounds
from an epic fight with Centurions of the most noteable
empire.

"You are here by.. luck. Perhaps fate. I'm uncertain how
you survived. My Lord, would say strength. But I know you
dont exactly follow his tenants.."

You continue to think but come to no conclusion.

"My question is left unanswered I fear."

... "You were given to me in critical condition. A young
woman, perhaps a druid or ranger--I'm uncertain--brought
you to me. I began immediately within the guildhall here
energies."

"Who brought me? Where are the others..?"

"A young woman. As I said. She didnt look native to this
area. She looked like, no offense, like a barbaric elf.
One of those who shun many of us...gliding as if on wind."

"And the others?"

"The various Guildmasters here have tried hard to locate
them. Only their bodies could be found.. their vitalty
also seems to have met their ends.."