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Nightmares follow you like shadows
Who: Felix Harrowgate and YOU
What: Very bad dreams
When: Anytime during the Nightmare plot
Where: The labyrinth of his mind
Rating: PG-13 to R, depending on preference
[The atmosphere here isn't terribly inviting. The walls are dark, damp stone lit by the occasional sputtering torch, casting shadows so thick and alive that they seem like they could jump out and wrap themselves around your throat at any moment. The air is cold and underneath everything is a fetid, metallic tang that hangs in the air and permeates the stones. You can almost feel the despair leaking out of every pore of the rock.
Felix would call this feeling mikkary, though the word may mean nothing to you.
As for the wizard himself, he's standing with his back up against the wall, staring at you but more correctly through you, as if he can see something there that you cannot, and doesn't like it.]
We have to go...
[His voice is small and strained with the effort of holding back panic. And then you know what he does. Something is out there and it's looking for you. Something malevolent, and you don't want it to find you down here]
Hurry...
[He tugs on your sleeve, pleadingly, and darts into a darkened doorway]
FIRE | WATER | MALKAR
((ooc:Wait for sections. You can do any or all of them. Felix is trying to outrun Malkar. At your option, your someone can be a particular person or thing your character fears...especially if they happen to fear becoming like that. At your option, I can incorporate them into that last section somehow. Feel free to PM or contact to discuss details))
What: Very bad dreams
When: Anytime during the Nightmare plot
Where: The labyrinth of his mind
Rating: PG-13 to R, depending on preference
[The atmosphere here isn't terribly inviting. The walls are dark, damp stone lit by the occasional sputtering torch, casting shadows so thick and alive that they seem like they could jump out and wrap themselves around your throat at any moment. The air is cold and underneath everything is a fetid, metallic tang that hangs in the air and permeates the stones. You can almost feel the despair leaking out of every pore of the rock.
Felix would call this feeling mikkary, though the word may mean nothing to you.
As for the wizard himself, he's standing with his back up against the wall, staring at you but more correctly through you, as if he can see something there that you cannot, and doesn't like it.]
We have to go...
[His voice is small and strained with the effort of holding back panic. And then you know what he does. Something is out there and it's looking for you. Something malevolent, and you don't want it to find you down here]
Hurry...
[He tugs on your sleeve, pleadingly, and darts into a darkened doorway]
FIRE | WATER | MALKAR
((ooc:
WATER
You come upon it suddenly, of course. A river in the darkness, cutting a wide swath through a cavern ahead of you. The water almost appears black, though nothing else about it seems unusual.
Felix doesn't seem to care. He turns on a heel, almost running into you in an effort to reverse direction, and lets out a high keen of despair.
There's a wall blocking the way back. Forward is the only way]