[color=red]ScarletRain
[u]Day 17 - Morning - Lvl 15[/u]
[@Tracyarmav][@BlackPanther]

[i]Mmm... So warm...[/i] Scarlet did not awake easily from the deep unconsciousness she had fallen into. There were no dreams, no images, yet her body felt the weight of a long night's sleep. As she began to break through the haze of her slumber, she felt a heat beside her that was foreign, yet oddly comfortable. It was only when she felt a warmth in an unusual place that she began to realize that she was not somewhere familiar. Her mind slowly awakened as she peeked open one eye, afraid of the bright light that would greet her. Much to her surprise, she was instead met with the face of a very flustered man close to her own. However, by the time her brain understood just what was pressing against her breast, the man disappeared.

Startled, she sat up quickly to see him on the ground and immediately regretted her decision. A stifled scream escaped her lips as she bent over, hugging her arms around her aching body. Nothing was scratched or bruised, but everything ached as if she had just gotten done with a terrible workout. [i]Damn this realistic game![/i] Carefully this time, she sat up and gingerly lowered her arms. An unexpected breeze then caressed her bosom, and she looked down to see most of her clothing had been replaced with bandages. [i]That's right! I got hurt...[/i] Her face flushed red at the realization that there were two men in this room. So one of them... [i]One of them must have...[/i]

Now Scarlet was on red alert. She immediately leapt from the bed to press herself against the wall, one hand wrapped around her barely-covered chest. Her skirt and gloves remained on, but her stockings, armor, and shirt had been removed to apply the bandages. She was a mess of dirt and tangled hair, and even though she was completely covered by the bandages she did not trust these men. In fact, she didn't trust anyone. Never again. Her gaze darted around for her axe, which she was relieved to see sitting in the corner of the room.

As all of these surprises greeted her, however, something much more astounding came to her attention. The hand she had pressed to the wall slowly dropped as she relaxed out of her tensed state. A look of confusion washed over her expression instead, and she gazed long and hard at the masked man before finally speaking.

[b]"My vision..."[/b] Her shaking hand reached up to her right eye as the realization set in. [b]"It's... dark..."[/b] Scarlet's heart sank for a single, terrified moment. [b]"I... I can't see out of it... I-I can't see...!![/b]

It was true. Looking at her, you could see all of the scars and wounds were gone with the bandages and potions, but her right eye now appeared duller, as if covered with a milky film rather than shining the beautiful amber color it had been, before. [i]What is this?!?![/i][/color]