Portalpriests year 20 (Alt. Universe)
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Falling... Falling? No floating, but not up. It's that feeling of running as fast as you can, but no need of your legs. Floating yes, If I was flying I would feel the wind. This was unreal, so I dared my eyes to open. What I saw was something I couldn't grasp, Trees, Hills, Moutains, villages, and fortresses passed under me. The world flew by. Then I floated over a large hill and I could see what looked like a fortfied cave, something made by a mad dwarf. Portalpriests... How would I know that name? It's familar but I don't acually remember. Like that feeling you get when a horrible event will happen, You just know. Heading towards the fortress with no will of my own, like a needle being pulled by a seemstress weaving me through hallways and rooms, making me pass dwarves I've never seen before. Without warning one of these unknown dwarves walk in my path, I collided with him and then everything goes black...
Dakost Kelaban has been Possessed!
"Ugh, my head." reaching up, placing my palm on my throbbing head, my forehead was burning like a forge, and very sweaty. Shakenly I sat up in the bed like a drunk human, and carefully swung my legs over the edge to dangle. Swore I was taller, and had more muscle. Must have been out for awhile. "Ah, Dakost. Your awake." snapping my alertness to the sound I discovered a dwarf female standing in the doorway of a cell-like room, all my thoughts were "Dakost?" That's not my name, I'm Hugo. must have spoken aloud because she gave me a concerned look
"Dakost, that is your name. Are you feeling ok?"
"Err, yes.. Only a headache. How long have I been out?"
"Only a few days Dakost, Thought you caught the mystery plauge."
"Mystery plauge?"
"Oh dear, must be suffering from slight memory loss. With a fever like that I thought you were a lost cause. The mystery plauge was something found in the now sealed caverns, Hugo was the first to get it. Horrible, but the strong man managed to point out a rough location of where he found it on a scetch of the caves. Before, that is, his body used his blood as sweat, cause of too much pus."
Dead? No that cannot be.. I'm here now, awake and talking. But why am I being called Dakost? "I think I'll rest a bit more, my head hurts a bit." managing a weak smile to charm the lady, must have worked cause she smiled back and nodded turning and promptly leaving, I began to observe the small room. This room seems to be my idea, a medical chamber. two by two with a bed, table, and traction bench and a door. Incase the injuried dwarf needed to be locked up, or left to starve due to crippling wounds. Then the room exploded in light, washing everything in white until everything was just that... White. "HELLO HUGO." I blinked making everything black for a split second, the voice didn't come from a direction, yet in all directions at once. "He.. Hello?" I stuttered out, fear coiled in my guts like two helmet snakes mating. "I AM ASTIS, THE HILL OF FINGERS. AND I HAVE BROUGHT YOU BACK THROUGH ANOTHER LIVING BODY, I HAVE A TASK AND IT MUST BE DONE."
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OOC the possesson was only me just giving a nickname to Dakost a Lye Maker, thought I'd try and put a interesting intro to this, now that I'm not rushed to acually finish a turn. If this post confuses everyone because there is another play of events then I shall white wash it.
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