Aden groaned as he came to consciousness, his scars throbbing with a dull ache. Slowly, he rose to his feet, first checking for his weapon, then his armor, then his gear. All still present, though now was not the time to sift through the backpack to check everything.

Holding still, Aden took stock of his surroundings. The strange uniformity, the warmth of the fog, Denil's aggravating condescension. An unfamiliar voice. Of course. Good. What was the last thing he remembered? Talking with the Rello family. Escorting Pebeltin. It was supposed to be an easy mission, but when was anything ever easy?

Ignoring the mystery voice for now, Aden called out. "Right team, sound off. Name, status, last memory of something real. Aden, physically sound, we were negotiating with the Rello family. I hear you, Denil. Status and last real memory." As the others responded, Aden began to dig through his pack for his compass. Might as well try to start figuring out which way civilization was.

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Survival Check to determine North, including bonus from compass.
(1d20+8)[14]