ritorix posted:

Prelude, Day 2

"What about those two? Ishullians, surely?"

"Aye, from the isles. Wild ones even before the Plague, I bet. The dragonborn were hard to bring down."

"And how about this one 'ere? Do your thing, lass."

The woman leans over you, smilling gently. Her voice is soft and calming.

"I'm going to untie you. Please stay calm, don't make a scene. I know this is confusing. We are here to help."

She removes your gag and unties your limbs. Guards are nearby, eyeing you warily, but for now you are free. You get a chance to stretch and move around - a painful experience. How long have you been bound?

Offering you a cup of water, the woman asks you to sit on a stump. She perches on another, a set of makeshift chairs amid the forest.

"I'm going to help you remember. Close your eyes. Take a few deep breaths. Think of home. Let it come to you..."

The sounds of the forest fade away.

(B): You hear the whispers of hushed voices down long hallways. There is the smell of burning incense covering musty rooms. You see a face, half-formed and transparent. But it doesn't feel scary - it feels familiar, and this place feels like home. Looking out a window, there is only grey sky, overcast and gloomy. There is something else, too, a secret...


The rest of your memory can't quite be grasped, like a rope just out of reach. Your thoughts are interrupted by her voice.

"What do you remember? The more you tell, the more we can help."