[center][h1][color=silver]Sir Halflight[/color][/h1][/center] [hr] [color=silver]"Oh, Siandra, your voice... it's gotten awfully deeper, hasn't it?"[/color] The gentle voice of a young man spoke from the southeast corner of the room. While it was, indeed, a soft voice, it had an otherworldly, almost imposing nature to it. A voice of the high spheres, from the upper planes of the Great Wheel. The voice of an angel. Shuffling slowly out of his bed was a lithe, handsome man with silvery long hair, in natural curls. Sitting up, he sleepily began to inspect his surroundings. He took a quick gaze at his strange bedfellows before realizing he surely isn't in a brothel anymore. Before he could say anything, he groaned, feeling sore and lacking much rest. Luckily for him, he's rather used to the pain, and brought his right hand up to his chest, channeling divine magic through it, causing his already seraphic features to glow more with a heavenly light. [hider=As he healed himself, the young man began to recollect what had happened last night...] What a night. It was a night of passions flared and blood spilled. A night riddled with violence as well as love. A night one would have a hard time both remembering and forgetting... Deep within the less than reputable parts of the City of Splendors, an out-of-place character made his rounds. A Shining Knight in a full steel plate, polished to look just like silver. His blue mantle embroidered with that of a unicorn's profile, denoting his status as none other than a Knight of the Unicorn, an adventurer dedicated to lofty ideals and in service of the goddess Lurue. He remembered the sound of crying as a woman of the night detailed to him a drunken sailor doing naught but beating her, and crying for retribution. He remembered the sound of bones cracking and blood splattering as he found the sailor and proceeded to beat him to a bloody mess; he had only intended to intimidate the man, maybe scare him off, but the idiot had drawn a dagger with the intentions of stabbing him through his armor, only to leave a long scratch across the once perfectly shining cuirass, and a deeply insulted knight. He remembered the utterings of the woman when she had given him his due "reward," spending the night exploring eachother's own carnal pleasures. It was a night well spent, and a fight well fought. [/hider] [color=silver][i]It was, indeed, a night to be remembered...[/i][/color] The man chuckled to himself gently as the light from his hands slowly faded, and he looked better than he did just earlier. It was then he realized that embedded within his arm was a [color=red]scarlet[/color] gemstone. His silvery eyes examined his arm, curiously so, before looking up and noticing that the others who had awakened also sported such gems; some of them wishing to defend themselves, while the larger ones decided to introduce themselves. While watching them all more carefully, he could see that they had gems embedded within their arms as well, and between himself, the bladed man, and the tiny woman, - wait, is that a fairy? - the man could gather that the gems may be in their non-dominant arm. What was also kept to note was how only a few had similar gem colors, such as him and the man with the sword. In his investigation of others, he happened upon something peculiar: Perhaps the most outlandish looking man-thing in the center of the room had happened to absentmindedly discover an illusory wall as he'd gotten out of his bed, a breeze blowing on his blanket [i]through[/i] the wall. Noticing that, the white-haired man turned back, at the wall near his bed, to try something. He slid out of his slab to stand up, revealing more of his tall, slim, but athletic form. Aside from the glaring scar in his arm, which was [i]mostly[/i] healed, his alabaster skin seemed just perfect in a supernatural sense. He then picked up his blanket and proceeded to sweep it across his slab towards the wall it was attached to. All that resulted in, however, was a big mess. Seeing as his investigation was complete, and he had made a clumsy mistake that most of the others may not have catched on, the man decided to continue the movement of his blanket to save face, turning it into a full flourish. As he completed the maneuver, he had wrapped his blanked around himself similar to a cloak, as a means to keep warm, as well as to make himself look more modest. Well, not that he had much of a problem showing skin. The man had gone onto a knee, bowing his head and closing his eyes. [color=silver]"Good morrow to you all, my brothers and sisters in gowns. My name is Sir Ysalain Halflight, Knight of the Unicorn and profaned Paladin of The Unicorn Queen. You can all call me Sir Halflight."[/color] The Knight looked up and smiled, before standing up, letting his blanket drop down to the ground. He looked over to everyone else, hoping that they have all calmed down, before continuing. [color=silver]"It seems that perhaps we have all been invaded here, yes? Perhaps to have been performed upon us an outlandish experiment, judging by the contents of the room... and before we start having at each other's next, I'd advise to look at your arms. We all have a strange stone embedded within for whatever reason. We should all work together for the time being and find a way to escape..."[/color] He noted, nodding his head slowly as he spoke. Perhaps unknown to them, however, Sir Halflight had already discovered a potential escape. Sure, he could have just lead them to it himself, or perhaps even cast [i]Invisibility[/i] and escape unnoticed whilst they continued to squabble at eachother, confused and afraid. But no, he had chosen simply to put the idea of escape in their head so that they might work together in order to figure it out. He supposed that whatever had trapped them might have lain some traps ahead for them, and he wished to test the strength of his potential allies. Halflight wished to see who among them is the most cunning of the lot, or at least the most observative. If he were to work with them to find an escape, he needed to know the strengths of all his allies... [hider=Effects, or "TLDR"] Sir Halflight HP: 52/55 AC: 12 Sir Halflight first used all his charges of [b]Lay on Hands[/b] to heal himself from [b]27[/b] to [b]52[/b] HP. He then investigated the room, discovering the illusory wall with a roll of [b]16[/b] before making quite the flourish to introduce himself as well as the observations he has made, withholding the information about the wall in favor of letting everyone else discover it, to see which among them is the smartest or most observative [/hider]