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[center][color=thistle][h1]Amheurst[/h1][/color][/center]

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 [color=thistle]Amheurst[/color] barely heard the girls query, engrossed as he was in his own thoughts. Besides, the warmth of the fire was so welcome after lingering in the cave for...

[i]"How long have I been here...?[/i]

 The questions were unending. But here, in the light of the fire surrounded by others-nameless though they be, Amheurst felt a new sensation. It was a tingling, at the back of his neck. He clenched his family's sword tighter still. The tingling sensation continued and the knight supposed he was simply exhausted. 

[i]"No...something is wrong here...[/i]

 [color=dimgray]"We've suffered a bizarre fate, haven't we?" She asked the other dark figures at the edge of the firelight.[/color]

 [color=thistle]"Fate is shaped by the actions of our forebears. I am Amheurst, of House Guilliam,"[/color] said the knight, turning to face the short, non-descript girl. Amheurst gave the girl a second look. Perhaps it was the distorting light of the fire, but Amheurst felt unsettled looking at the girl...

 [color=thistle]"I am a knight in the service...of..of.."[/color] Amheurst faltered. He could not remember whom he had been fighting for before arriving in the cavern. He rubbed his neck as it continued to tingle. Amheurst felt phantom tendrils drill into his neck. Where there should have been pain instead he found pleasure. 

[i]"What...is happening...to...me?[/i]