It is the bitter taste of brackish water that jolts you into consciousness. Flailing about, you upright yourself from where you have been floating on the water's surface. The sky is overcast, and you can't tell if it's late morning or early afternoon. You're soaked to the bone and you after a moment to get your bearings find yourself on the shores of what appears to be a lake judging from the regular motion of the waves. The land is utterly covered with swarths of trees with not a clearing in sight. Not that you are able to see far as mountain ranges lay farther in the distance. Sadly the events of which led you to this sorry state are a blank in the fog of your head. Certainly quite a number of important details such as your name, personal identity, and the reason behind your current state are all muddled.
You look to yourself and
Pick One:
[ ]- Shudder at the mud clinging to your elegant clothes, lithe body and fine hair. The state you've been reduced to grates at your ELVEN sensibilities.
[ ]- Growl at the water and weeds lodged in your DWARVEN beard. You'd rather get firmly back onto stable and reliable dirt and stone any minute now.
[ ]- Scoff at the foul water dripping off your green ORC skin. As if a little thing such as this would even trouble one such as you.
[ ]- Tremble at how much more pathetic you look at the moment. Being a KOBOLD wasn't easy, but looking woebegone and miserable as this just made you even more of a target.
[ ]- Rumble in amusement at how you had panicked at such a silly thing. As a LIZARDFOLK, you weren't even close to drowning anytime soon.
[ ]- Shake your head in buddlement, sending your DRAGONBORN scales to shimmer in the light.
[ ]- Shiver at the cold. You need to get out of the water soon or your HUMAN body will quickly take chill.
You pull yourself out of the water. Streams of the salty liquid drip onto the shore's gravel and the dirt soon following that. As you set yourself upright you quickly notice two things.
Pick Two:
[ ]- How calm you have quickly shifted to. You are certain things will be alright, your FAITH assures you so.
[ ]- How thankful you are that nobody seems to have seen you in this state. Somehow you're pretty sure from your SOCIAL acumen that this would have been a mortifying sight.
[ ]- How worried you have become regarding your state of being at the moment. You seem KNOWLEDGEABLE enough to tell how vulnerable you are right now.
[ ]- That your body is on edge after you have collected yourself. It seems that in this moment of weakness, your body instinctively made itself COMBAT ready.
[ ]- Your hands itch to be put to work into improving your situation. You feel irritated that at the moment you have no plan to put your SKILL to use.
[ ]- Something in the core of your being ripple in response to your discomfort. You feel as if right now, you have the POWER to drastically make a change to your situation.