| some part of 'possible ingame/start scenario' |
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'Dark, narrow, untidy town alleys... buildings are more and more densy 'overgrowing' streets. Are raising above them and are covering everything. You have deep feeling of insularity, but it is quite homely and cosy. You fell the atmosphere of this place and you notice that you feel attachment with it. You know all these recesses very good, everything round you is well known, nothing what comes or goes away doesn't stay unnotticed by you. You know every story of these places, and all noteworthy events connected with them... you always feel here very certain, every night seems to be so peaceful and quiet. But somehow today it doesn't. Today somethink is not how it was usually. Something has changed, something what you can't define. Nothing is so friendly and obvious now. You feel disquiet everywhere. It's also somehow empty in the streets, everyone has left in his home, no one is drifting between pubs, no one travels through darks alleys. There was always much more light here, there were torches everywhere with dancing flames on them. Walking further you feel that if further then everything gets more unfriendly. You feel more and more flutter, which is new, uknown, but awhile pleasant. You are waiting for what will come. You know that it is something dangerous, something what can disturb your calmness, but you're not afraid of facing it. By the next corner you notice that all torches are really gone. There is nothing what could show you the right way or defend from something what wouldn't want to be uncovered. Now you feel someone's presence. Firstly you think it might be a group, about three subjects, but then you realize that actually it's just one. There is still visible shine of light behind last corner. And in front of you only darkness and black uncertainty... Your thoughts tear you onto two positions: firstly you feel a need of comming back, escape, wish of securing your own protection... but you don't feel distinct fear. However you slowly range your belt, you quickly remember where is the scabbard of your dagger is placed. You firmly grasp the handgrip of your stiletto and slowly draw out your weapon to the half of it's pommel... but in a moment you realize your second position. You feel the calling of the creature, you feel a bit enslave, but not quite fully. You know that you still have the choice. You are not very sure that an escape would really save your life. A chance to hit an unseen enemy in the dark is not very high... but in the dark still awaits more and more uncartain your unexpected 'guest'. First thoughts about him are quite negative.. 'killer'... just murderer. But on the other hand you feel that it's not so simple and obvious. You feel an uncommonness of this meet. Some gloomy hope... What are you going to do then? What do You feel is right? You have to remember one thing, everything you will do depends on You...' |