Lascivious Drake
Moon
- Joined
- Oct 20, 2020
UNKNOWN TAVERN; UNKNOWN LANDS
Time: Early-Evening (Day 1; Unknown day, Unknown month)
As consciousness returns to Tessara, it is not the peaceful rise from the darkness of sleep but the sudden, harsh jolt of shocked senses, as though awakening from nightmare. Strangely, she has no recollection as to what might have caused her distress, save for a vague sense of unease. Disorientation quickly takes place of all other concerns.
She finds herself sitting at the back of a crowded bar in a shadowy corner, though she does not know where or how she got there in the first place. There's an empty pewter cup on the rough hewn wooden table before her, along with a shortbow and quiver of arrows. An expertly worked leather bag lies on the floor at her feet, its placement making it feel like it belongs to her, and a pair of long daggers holstered in her belt. Strangely enough, whilst she can remember all the items, including the contents of the bag, she has no memory of the empty cup.
There is a feeling of approaching evening in the air, and certainly the current number of people filing into this little den of inebriation would indicate people coming in for the night after attending to their daily concerns. No one seems bothered to pay Tessara any attention, be it the bartender, the rushing servers, nor the motely (if unremarkable) assemblage of clients waxing clamorous for the night.
Her first attempts at movement results in a feeling of harrowing vertigo, though this passes within moments, leaving no clue as to the source.
"Sorry to bother you miss," comes the timid voice of a serving boy, holding his serving tray close to his chest defensively. "But the owner says you have to buy something if you want to continue to sit here any longer. We're filling up for the evening and we can't afford idle customers taking up tables."
In the background, the balding man behind the counter looks on sternly, but throws an apologetic nod at Tessara, even as he continues to polish a tankard without missing a beat.
Time: Early-Evening (Day 1; Unknown day, Unknown month)
Environment: Light cloud cover, light winds, normal temperature
Hp: 30/30 (subdual dmg 0), Temp Hp: 0Oracle Spells: 1st (4/4 daily)
Conditions: n/a
Blood of Heroes (Su) 3/3 rnds
True Lore (Su) 1/1 daily
Voice of the Grave (Su) 3/3 rnds
Combat Gear: arrows x20True Lore (Su) 1/1 daily
Voice of the Grave (Su) 3/3 rnds
Conditions: n/a
She finds herself sitting at the back of a crowded bar in a shadowy corner, though she does not know where or how she got there in the first place. There's an empty pewter cup on the rough hewn wooden table before her, along with a shortbow and quiver of arrows. An expertly worked leather bag lies on the floor at her feet, its placement making it feel like it belongs to her, and a pair of long daggers holstered in her belt. Strangely enough, whilst she can remember all the items, including the contents of the bag, she has no memory of the empty cup.
There is a feeling of approaching evening in the air, and certainly the current number of people filing into this little den of inebriation would indicate people coming in for the night after attending to their daily concerns. No one seems bothered to pay Tessara any attention, be it the bartender, the rushing servers, nor the motely (if unremarkable) assemblage of clients waxing clamorous for the night.
Her first attempts at movement results in a feeling of harrowing vertigo, though this passes within moments, leaving no clue as to the source.
"Sorry to bother you miss," comes the timid voice of a serving boy, holding his serving tray close to his chest defensively. "But the owner says you have to buy something if you want to continue to sit here any longer. We're filling up for the evening and we can't afford idle customers taking up tables."
In the background, the balding man behind the counter looks on sternly, but throws an apologetic nod at Tessara, even as he continues to polish a tankard without missing a beat.
Welcome to the first post of the thread! Feel free to introduce Tessara and get your bearings. If you feel the need to further information that you feel is pertinent to your character making her decisions, but can't find it IC, feel free to shoot me a quick PM and I'll provide it.
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