[color=00a651][center][h3]Agar [/h3][/center]

[center][h3]// So this is what hell is like //[/h3][/center][/color]


Darkness, permeating eternal void of nothing. It wasn’t cold or warm he couldn’t feel his arms or wiggle his toes. He couldn’t open his eyes his senses couldn’t smell, hear, taste, or feel anything. Not even nausea at the weightless ness he was experiencing. Was he in a coma? All he could remember was the snow storm then a truck horn then nothing. How long has he been floating through this place. A voice interrupted his thoughts, he didn’t hear it like he thought he would, he heard It in his mind.  A faint voice, a feminine voice then the opening of giant gates into a grand room.

All he could do was simply stare at what was happening before him and listen to her words. Words that were both soothing and powerful. She was speaking of another world and all he could think as his mind tried to rationalize and embrace this new information was think this was some kind of weird purgatory or a side effect of being in a coma. 

[i]“Some say that the Orcs were born on the battlefield; the twisted hearts of soldiers in trenches and mass graves, brought out by years of brutal conflict like a blooming flower in the warmth of spring. As if within the heart of every man or elf is an Orc waiting to be set free--the intrusive thoughts, the trauma within the soul, the battlefield that many soldiers never return from even after their bodies are back home among family and friends. I will hope that your experience with war was not so tragic.”[/i]

Field Scan - Rank I - Ingested Skill. Detect life signs around the user within 30 feet, and remain aware of them for 1 minute.
Familiar Bond - Rank I - Create a magical bond with a creature to tame it. Unlike Summoning, this often requires a great deal of time spent, and the creature must remain by the tamer's side. Rather than expending magic power, the proper resources must be present to maintain the Familiar's needs. At Rank I, only Tier I creatures can be persuaded to become a Familiar.
Channel Weapon - Rank I - Produce a special physical energy aura to increase the power and durability of a given weapon. Consumes Stamina as long as the aura is maintained, or until after a successful attack has made contact. At Rank I, the boost is roughly 5% the weapon's original qualities.
Danger Scan - Rank I - Detect non-living threats within 10 feet, such as hazardous terrain, traps, etc. Remain acutely aware of them for 1 minute.

[i]“If it is any solace to you, the truck driver was not harmed, and though your family has been broken by the loss, they are well cared for by loved ones and friends...”[/i]

A thought pinged in his mind like wasn’t able to explain let alone the words spoken to him, he was told to choose one? The only thing he really understood from the list in its entirety was the first one and mentally selected it without truly thinking as his mind was lost concentrating on the fleeting words of this place and this strange lady. It spoke of his time in the war or maybe of stories long forgotten of war. He never was in trenches so to speak on deployment in the mountains and another with the villages he did do things he wasn’t proud of but he still did them. 

She continued on with her stories and words, words like Aedven, orcs, knights, wizards, and magic. More about not being heroes but to see their potential, to understand all languages and remember their past. What did she mean by you shall be an orc, he remembered a few things from the time in the army but not much, just stupid brutes kind of like marines.

Was this hell was this what he deserved? He wouldn’t say he didn’t deserve it even with the good that he tried to do every day to get passed what he did. Then there was the last part, no injuries and a broken family? Was he truly gone then no coma just straight to hell? At least they were taken care of and now he can try to repair what he did to deserve this. As he continued to what felt like free falling towards some primitive encampment.

[i]“Wake up recruit!”[/i] shooting awake mid sleep as he heard something from his past and immediately snapped to attention looking around and clutching his head. Momentarily caught between what was a dream and what was real trying to anchor himself to something. When something big began to yell at them and pulled him back to reality anyway [b]“OI! WAKE UP, YA BUNCHA MUKHS!”[/b]. He quickly made his way out the gate when it was opened. It seemed that in times of stress he was now defaulting to memories of time spent in the army. he didn't have a bunch of time to think about what or who was in front of him but he did know who the big boss was.

A basic mission to test their abilities and show just how harsh the Orcish upbringing was. Sounded dangerous when all he had was a stick and sharp rock. Bring the prey back in one piece no time limit just get it done by the end of the day. So what if he got more than one then and ate the other? More than likely wasn’t a good idea if these orcs “shared” everything. For a moment all he could do was stare at the war chief and his beaten sword in thought before moving toward one of the exits after making sure he had his stick and sharp rock. 

He remembered a few things from the goings on of the camp and the orc gossip. At least some of the edible plants seemed like they could hold him over for a little while but maybe he could just hunt something and drag it around till he hunted something else and ate that one instead? These strategies were simple and he knew he had to get these things first so maybe just knowing these things was good enough.

The sudden notification of the “quest” made him flinch for a moment Find something to eat and bring it back whole. Sounded simple enough. The list of targets was fairly big so he decided on random and just observe his new surroundings for a little while. Who knows by the way that weird lady was speaking it sounded like he wasn’t the only one sent here. Standing straight with a posture and walk that displayed purpose he made his way to just outside the camp and looked around. Deciding to stay there for a moment before proceeding. 

As he stood b the entrance gathering the lay of the land and how it flowed he didn't realize he had quietly started humming to the tune of don’t stop believing by journey. 


[@Zeroth]


<<[u]Current Quest:[/u] Find Something to Eat and Bring it Back Whole.
[u]Hunt Selected:[/u] Random
[u]Location:[/u] just outside the camp examining the area.>>