As your Mother and Father begin to wind down in their story, in the darkness you feel a sudden jolt.
No matter what may come, remember: you are strong, my child and you are noble, my little one. While we may quarrel, war, and scheme against one another, our shared heritage is what binds us, and what binds our kin.
And with that, the unison voices of your patrons fade into nothingness, and you are left alone, in darkness, cramped by walls on all sides. You can barely hear sounds around you, muffled and faint.
Spoiler: Zaratii
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The voices sound gruff. You estimate four sources. You also heard a clattering sound, like something falling and its contents jostling. Lastly, you hear the unmistakable crackle of fire, though you smell nothing.
Spoiler: Sotetseg'ehezik
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The voices sound gruff. You estimate at least two sources. You also heard a clattering sound, like wood on wood, or maybe something falling? Lastly, you hear the unmistakable crackle of fire, though you smell nothing.
Spoiler: Kirvirlym
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You hear a slamming noise that startles you.
Spoiler: Khrakoa
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The darkness is disturbing after having two presences with you for what felt like years, teaching you like two feuding parents.
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The darkness is cold, and the walls around you that felt protective for so long are now stifling.
If you would all mind, please make a Strength check at the end of your first posts.
IC: Dragon Campaign - Wyrmlinghood
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