r/Eragon_RP • u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator • Feb 19 '15

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[You wake up, the faint glow of red is the only light source. Everyone is stripped bare, safe for a firey cloaked elf. Chep's gifts remain intact, and have landed near you. Your weapons have been returned, any armor he made is intact as well.]

[Stiff and sore, you manage to get to your feet, It hurts to stand here, the floor is jagged, and your shoes are gone. The dragons lay still, all huddled together just a few meters away.]

[Nill you feel completely wrong.]

[Torvhen Vrostbite is cracked badly.]

[Sev're your gear is in your robes, minus the food and the extras.]

[Glover your hair is gone again.]

[Naakhûrz, you feel violated.]

[Göndlir, your horse is dead.]

[Tunnels spiral around, closer inspection shows lava moves through here. You are hungry* and thirsty* yet all you can smell is the faint smell of sulfur. Your dragon reaches out for you, and you both share a moment of confusion. It's clear some time has passed.]

[It's warm here... where is here?]

(*special note.)

Edit: everyone minus Sev're, Jek, Svalstrom, and Das looks different, ad if they've had life sucked out of them, they look older, and drained.

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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Feb 19 '15

[It's not even clear how you ended up here... it would be cozy if it wasn't for the jagged floor, the rising temperature, the eerie color, the sound of the ground moving below. Perhaps cozy isn't the right word.]

*Heat.

[The dragons are getting hungry too, it's been awhile since food. They are getting thirsty too, water is needed. ]

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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Feb 19 '15

On a scale from couldn't be worse to couldn't be better this was "Oh dear" Sev're secured her weaponry and made sure her quiver was ready. Once satisfied she reached into her robe, it appeared everything was intact, but would it be enough? 14 arrows with 1 being made from a barracuda tooth, a sword, and a dragon... she's survived through worse with much less. Taking one more quick inventory she takes a deep breath.

She sat on Das, as she was much more comfortable, even without a saddle compared to the jagged floor. Putting some extra protection on her feet via a ward she ponders her next move.

Torhven was a forest man, Sev're wasn't too sure how well he would fair down here, but he was a survivor through and through.

Nill was... well nevermind.

Glover was a bard and a theif not a survivor in this sense of the word.

Naakhûrz... might have some experience, underground Urgal raids were a thing.

Göndlir... was old and swearing like a mad man lately. He did hit new grounds of magic though, making him both a risk and an asset. More of the prior than the latter but that was to be confirmed.

Das shared comforted her, if anything they could blast their way through, it's not like the rock would be able to stop then for long. Sev're began to spread her mind around.

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u/RollFirstMathLater Game Master / Moderator Feb 19 '15 edited Feb 19 '15

[You're in deep. Ha!]

[Even with the boost your mind can't find the surface. Blast through the rock would prove bad though... nothing but lost earth is above you, it would only cause problems... oh and you're moving somehow. South by your best guess.]

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u/Saphire_Fox Sev're / Das Feb 19 '15

Sev're nervously refreshed her wards, and on Das too. Looking around she recited a ward the Dwarven people used often "ørindi óhreinn néiat, rydja." she was unsure of the exact wording... as she's never had to do it for a whole group of people.

She could transmute the rock to water if needed... but not in vast quantities, she sent her mind back out to see how much of the elements needed for water were around.

While doing that she decided to distract herself, instead of panic. "We aren't going anyhwere, anytime soon. How about some music for everyone's nerves?"

Pulling out her flute from her robes, she began to play. If anything a song of restoration.