A Second Chance [3.5]

[Cavir]

Seeing that the trapdoor was the only way in or out, Zoran shook his head. Where do we go if we leave now? What city is this is? Can't follow the crowd, we're undead. Head the other direction? The living are fleeing something. If only we had gotten the book to tell us anything. There's got to be something of use in here.

Spoiler: OOC

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Take 20 for a Search result of 20. Any remains of the book? Secret stashes? Journal?

[Luccan]

With our summoner dead and the book destroyed, we no longer have obligations or something to fear. Our clothes have disguised us well enough before and the people are distracted. I am confident in our abilities, but it is likely we're out numbered. I do not favor our chances if the city is overrun by whatever it is these people flee from. I believe fleeing with them and going off on our own when we get out of the city may be our best option. She does not seem to be in too much of a hurry however, assisting Zoran further in searching the room.

[Clockyard]

Spoiler: new players

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All you know is darkness. Darkness and cold. It surrounds you, it envelopes you. It is you. Past, present future, all doesn't matter, all is one. There is no love nor hate, emotions and feelings don't exist.

A light. You see a light. It is only a tiny dot of red, impure light, but it is easy to follow. You follow it through the endless darkness, out of the abyss. Slowly the light grows brighter. Yet the cold still remains. Then the feelings start to flush over you like a flood. Love and hate, joy and pain, all at once. All feels a little dull and distant, but it feels good to feel again.
You start to be yourself once more. Only the memories of your time before the darkness are still missing.
The light gets bright, very bright. Your eyes hurt.

Spoiler: Rancul

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Slowly, very slowly your eyes adjust themselves. You are laying on the floor of a room, next to a set of stairs.
It seems to be a cellar of some sort, the walls are made of large stone bricks and the ceiling is made of some rough looking wood. The interiour is a weird looking collection of morbid things. Skulls and black candles are all over the place, but scattered, as if something exploded in the room. From the ceiling hangs a large chandelier made from human skulls. In one corner is a table next to a chest. On the table is a mess of old rags and rusty weapons. The set of stairs next to you lead to a trapdoor above. The floor is covered in magic symbols, circles and eyes. You hear a sound, as if something was hitting a piece of hollow wood. Two Skeltons in old rags are searching the room, and another skeleton is laying on the floor under the table. It slowly begins to move, tiny dots of green light in its eye holes.

Spoiler: James Kamau

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Slowly, very slowly your eyes adjust themselves. You are laying on the floor of a room, underneath a table.
It seems to be a cellar of some sort, the walls are made of large stone bricks and the ceiling is made of some rough looking wood. The interiour is a weird looking collection of morbid things. Skulls and black candles are all over the place, but scattered, as if something exploded in the room. From the ceiling hangs a large chandelier made from human skulls. In one corner is a table next to a chest. On the table is a mess of old rags and rusty weapons. A set of stairs lead to a trapdoor above. The floor is covered in magic symbols, circles and eyes. You hear a sound, as if something was hitting a piece of hollow wood. Two Skeltons in old rags are searching the room, and another skeleton is laying on the floor as well, next to the stairs upstaris. It slowly begins to move, tiny dots of green light in its eye holes.

Spoiler: Mlotek

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The light suddenly disappears. Yet you can still see. There is a piece of wood directly in front of your face. You try to move your arms, but they after a few centimeters they hit something solid in every direction. You can't move your head. You seem to be trapped a wooden box. The only thing you can do is hitting your prison, maybe someone will hear you.

Spoiler: Erito

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The light suddenly disappears. Yet you can still see. There is a piece of wood directly in front of your face. You try to move your arms, but they after a few centimeters they hit something solid in every direction. You can't move your head. You seem to be trapped a wooden box. The only thing you can do is hitting your prison, maybe someone will hear you.

Spoiler: Nero

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The light suddenly disappears. Yet you can still see. There is a piece of wood directly in front of your face. You try to move your arms, but they after a few centimeters they hit something solid in every direction. You can't move your head. You seem to be trapped a wooden box. The only thing you can do is hitting your prison, maybe someone will hear you.

Spoiler: Zoran

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You search the room without finding anything useful. Then you hear a noise, as if something was hitting a piece of hollow wood. It comes from underneath the wooden floor. The hitting sound from under the floor soon gets louder.

Spoiler: Czara

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You search the room without finding anything useful. Then you notice the two skeletons (the one that once was your summoner and the other who used to be the intruder) on the floor moving, tiny dots of green lights in their eye sockets. Unlike you, they don't have one of their eye sockets filled with an onyx.
Suddenly you hear a sound, as if something something was hitting a piece of hollow wood. It comes from underneath the wooden floor. The hitting sound from under the floor soon gets louder.

[Yasahiro]

Nero Drayce

He breathed, or at least tried to as panic gripped him. He was trapped, unable to move. He remembered darkness... Did he collapse? Did he get kidnapped? What happened.
He kept hitting the walls, trying to get out, trying to get anyone to let him out. Anyone.

[Book Wombat]

Confused, he looks around. He looks around again, on a idea he looks at himself. He is a skeleton like the other ones moving about and the one lying on the ground next to the wall. While trying to access his memories he finds he has none, except for a feeling of popping his joints. He looks at them doubting they will do that again. Thinking that the other skeletons might know why they were here he asks, "Douowyire?", after that attempt he tries again, "Do you know why I'm here?".

[Luccan]

Czara had noticed the yelling and banging, as if from under the floor. Zoran, do you here- At the other skeleton's sudden speech, she quickly turns with her spear pointed out, but sees it means no harm I could make a guess as to how you've been reanimated. I'm not entirely sure why any of use are here, however.

[Greenflame133]

Erito put is hand on his for head as if you blocksome of the light, but yet. the hand he feels on this forhead is not his own. Looking upon the hand, it's bone, just like the resot of him. Pure bones, without flesh and no clothes, not even sandals on his feat. As he hears other talk he makes a step back as if trying to go back to the darnkness "reanimated!? this is wrong. One should not be among living afters ones death"

[Clockyard]

Spoiler: Erito

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You seem to be trapped in some kind of wooden box and are not able to move, yet you can hear the others talk

[PH7]

Rancul

Light. Light where there was darkness. Or wasn't there? Was the darkness real or imagined? This is real, wherever this is. A hand is lifted. Only bones, no flesh or blood. It might have been startling once, not now. Now, it is simply fact. He looks around. Or does she? Distinctions of gender feel like they mattered once. But, looking down, they don't anymore. Others speak. Words, he remembers words. Words are important, they have power.

"Why are we here? Now that is truly a question for the ages. Death did not provide an answer, but did our instance involve mages?"

[Luccan]

Some fool would-be necromancer used a cursed book to reanimate us. When we returned from his errand, it had gotten out of his control. We destroyed it and it let out some kind of energy. I assume that's what reanimated you all She turns back to the yelling I'll explain more, but it seems some of you newcomers are trapped. Help me here. She starts looking for a way to dig out who ever is trying to get out.

[Greenflame133]

face with chose of being unnoticed and staying in the box unable to do anything and joining the other same as him Erito start hitting the box, looking for a weak spot.

[Cavir]

With our summoner dead and the book destroyed, we no longer have obligations or something to fear.

Who said anything about fear? It's more about being smart to... He stops and listens. Yes, I hear it too. A new voice pops up in the room. Zoran turns his head to face it. Interesting. Seems the book had a bit more magic left in itself, if that really is.. was.. the source. He addresses both of the newcomers. So, remember anything? I'd guess no. Seems we have more under the floor. Grab daggers from the table and let's see who or what is underneath.

[Book Wombat]

Standing up slowly while creaking, James goes and helps try to get to the source of the noise.

[Clockyard]

The floor is made of heavy wooden planks. You are sure you'll have to force your way through to get to the spurce of the sound.
After a while and a lot of brute force you manage it to loosen the planks. Underneath you see three wooden coffins. The sound is clearly coming out of them.

[PH7]

"I remember naught but a flower and mayhap some words of power."

He moves to the table and grabs a weapon, then helps the others to remove the planks from the floor. Looking at what they uncover, the green dots in his eye sockets grow momentarily dimmer. Would that skeletons had eyebrows, so he could frown properly.

"I do not know if something is amiss, but it seems we have found three times a coffin." He turns to the two skeletons that were already moving when he, for lack of a better word, woke up. "Were you expecting something like this? Have you found such often?"

[Cavir]

We've only been around for a few extra hours. Czara can tell you the details. First let's get these open first so things don't have to get repeated.

Zoran banged on each of the coffins to get their attention. Hey! We're opening. Don't attack or you'll be in a world of hurt.

[inexorabletruth]

Mlotek flinches and flails to dodge an attack that came ages ago... the one that felled him. He tries to scream a dying prayer to his gods, but no lungs remain to spew air through his wilted and decomposed vocal cords... instead a nightmarish shriek both ethereal and horrifying emanates from the place his mouth used to be... now a grisly filth stained smile of jaw bone and cracked teeth.

The sight of his hands and the sounds of his scream terrify him even more! He kicks and rolls, punching and shoving, trying to escape whatever bony grasp has him, until finally he realizes those bones are his.

"Wha- what has happened? What is this?" he rasps in that same awful voice that he doesn't recognize, yet knows is his. He redoubles his efforts to escape his wooden prison, punching and kicking with all the might he can muster from bare bone and decaying sinew.

[Cavir]

Zoran will wait for one of the coffins to settle down, or at least for its resident to settle down. He'll then unlatch the coffin and open it. He'll open the others too once the occupant settles down. Any that continue to be rambunctious will get an admonishing stomp on its lid. Zoran has no interest in loosing a wild animal.

[Yasahiro]

Nero Drayce

He could hear movement outside, could hear them getting closer. It seemed he will be freed soon, so he started calming down slowly, trying to just figure out where he was, especially after that darkness...

As the coffin was opened, he saw human skeletons, remains that shouldn't move actually doing so, he was about to scream, pushing with his back against the coffin as if to leave, but he saw his own hand grasping the wooden wall... it was just bones, just like the other skeletons. He was an undead, something that shouldn't be. But most importantly, he was still thinking, aware.

"W-who are you? Where are we? ...What happened?"

[inexorabletruth]

Mlotek, startled by the loud *whump* on his prison door, holds still, trying to determine if it is the sound of friend or foe.

When the door opens at last, he lunges up to a sitting position, gasping for air that would never come. He looks about the room, seeing nothing but unnatural life.

Rising from his vessel, he stands, transfixed by the sight before him. Did they do this to him? Were they victims of this curse as well? Why was he brought back in this form? Who would do such a thing? Questions flooded his mind and wracked him with fear, anger, and shame.

He goes to rest his head in his palms, only to see bony phalanges and just looks at them blankly, though if a face were there instead of a skull, one would see a look of disgust.

"I..." he says hesitantly. "I was a man," he rasps in that same horrid voice. "What hell is this?" He never takes his eye sockets off what remains of his hands, but it's clear from the insistence in his tone, that he is talking to those who freed him.

[Book Wombat]

As far as I've heard, they don't know either, by they I mean the skeletons before us. James replies.

[Greenflame133]

Erito gives up on braking out as wood seems srong and he far from strogn

[Luccan]

There used to be a few more of us She points to the door that leads out They collapsed into dust as we came back. Their equipment might still be out there. Czara turns to Zoran We still have the problem that the city is in chaos. She moves to help open the other caskets.

[PH7]

Silently he helps to open the coffins, though inside burns the need to ask a multitude of questions. When all are opened, he looks straight at the skeleton referred to as Czara.
"And now we are joined by those trapped under the floor. You speak of a city. And chaos. Pray, tell us more."

[Clockyard]

The coffins were easy to open, the wood was old already and the nails rusty.
It didn't take much time to open all three of them.

[inexorabletruth]

A weapon. Mlotek focuses on the promise of a hilt to hold. Nothing else makes sense to him... maybe a sword, axe, or hammer will.

He heads to the piles of dust and rubble and searches for the biggest weapon he can find. He's not being picky.

[Greenflame133]

Erito slowly walks out. Using a newly found freedom to inspect his body.

[Luccan]

Silently he helps to open the coffins, though inside burns the need to ask a multitude of questions. When all are opened, he looks straight at the skeleton referred to as Czara.
"And now we are joined by those trapped under the floor. You speak of a city. And chaos. Pray, tell us more."

When we went outside, there were fires, screaming, and the sounds of battle. People were fleeing; it seemed to be some kind of siege or raid. She looks to Mlotek You're the first to react that way. Does you god abhor the undead?

[inexorabletruth]

Mlotken stops rustling through the debris to look back at Czara. "I care nothing for a god that would leave me to this fate." His tone is defiant and caustic with bitter anger. "But whoever I was in life, I do not believe my death was dishonorable. Behold!"

He stands and wheels around, clacking a phalange against his 3rd and 4th ribs, where a deep scar, the wound of a fairly large blade, drew gaping V's into the bone. "These are the wounds of a sword. I died a warriors death. I deserved my peace." He looks to his left hand, now holding a halberd, and feeling just a bit more like himself.

He looks back to the group of undeath that he would now call siblings. "Now... shall we see to what chaos lies beyond these doors? I'd like to test what strength may remain in this bones."

[Yasahiro]

Nero Drayce

He was coming to terms with himself, his body, so he decided to just observe and, when pointed towards piles of equipment, moved towards those, inspecting what was available. A city in chaos? People being ressurected? Just what was happening out there, why were they back...

No, he was back and he had his wits with him. He could either lament his current state as an undead, or try to make most of it. True, it is... different. But right now, he needed answers.

"Are we planning on sticking together? Do we know for what reason have we all been animated?"