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tendershepherd1) The Secret Lake
Nothing feels right the moment he begins to stir from his sleep. The ground against his back is harder stone than the marble he fell asleep on last night. There's no familiar warmth curled against his side or the sounds of his friends sleeping nearby. But he's not in any danger, right?
He slowly blinks open his eyes, reaching up to rub the sleep from them before moving to sit up. A quick look around and the sudden realization that this is definitely not the ruins he went to sleep in has him on his feet, hand resting on his sword in case anything jumps out at him...
...But he's alone, so he relaxes with a soft sigh.
"Where am I?" He wonders aloud to himself, turning to get a better look at his surroundings.
His attention is grabbed by the carvings along the wall and any remaining apprehension promptly leaves as he steps closer to get a better look. There's not much light, but reaching out to run his fingers along the shapes of the carvings helps him get an idea of what they're supposed to be.
"Dancing people, huh? I wonder what kind of place this was..." It's not so much that he's talking to himself, but rather that he's used to voicing his thoughts on things like this aloud so his companion can commentate or debate with him. Of course, Mikleo's not here, though...
The nearby sound of water moving catches his attention next, his head turning to look in the direction of the source. Water? Down here? He thought these things to himself as he shifted to move through the tunnel and towards the source of the sound. As much as curiosity is driving him to find out what kind of water source is in a place like this, a slight tension has returned to his shoulders. This area may've been safe, but he couldn't reasonably say that about any other place, let alone wherever the sound may lead him.
So he follows it, down this dark hallway of dancing people...
2) Create Your Own! HMU if you have a different plot idea!
[OOC: I'm sorry this is late, school decided to take a shit on me so I wasn't able to focus as much as I wanted to on this and I kept writing it in small spurts OTL. I hope this is okay for a starter but if not just lemme know! Also I'm used to Tumblr RP so making OOC comments like this is commonplace on there and I haven't quite figured out yet how or if people do this on DW? I thought it was done in comment titles, but those have a character limit apparently. Feel free to correct me on this! EDIT: I knew I was going to forget something OTL. Feel free to tag this post in whatever style you prefer! I can do both para or bracket style. I'm partial to para myself, but I have no problem using whichever is more comfortable for you!]
Nothing feels right the moment he begins to stir from his sleep. The ground against his back is harder stone than the marble he fell asleep on last night. There's no familiar warmth curled against his side or the sounds of his friends sleeping nearby. But he's not in any danger, right?
He slowly blinks open his eyes, reaching up to rub the sleep from them before moving to sit up. A quick look around and the sudden realization that this is definitely not the ruins he went to sleep in has him on his feet, hand resting on his sword in case anything jumps out at him...
...But he's alone, so he relaxes with a soft sigh.
"Where am I?" He wonders aloud to himself, turning to get a better look at his surroundings.
His attention is grabbed by the carvings along the wall and any remaining apprehension promptly leaves as he steps closer to get a better look. There's not much light, but reaching out to run his fingers along the shapes of the carvings helps him get an idea of what they're supposed to be.
"Dancing people, huh? I wonder what kind of place this was..." It's not so much that he's talking to himself, but rather that he's used to voicing his thoughts on things like this aloud so his companion can commentate or debate with him. Of course, Mikleo's not here, though...
The nearby sound of water moving catches his attention next, his head turning to look in the direction of the source. Water? Down here? He thought these things to himself as he shifted to move through the tunnel and towards the source of the sound. As much as curiosity is driving him to find out what kind of water source is in a place like this, a slight tension has returned to his shoulders. This area may've been safe, but he couldn't reasonably say that about any other place, let alone wherever the sound may lead him.
So he follows it, down this dark hallway of dancing people...
2) Create Your Own! HMU if you have a different plot idea!
[OOC: I'm sorry this is late, school decided to take a shit on me so I wasn't able to focus as much as I wanted to on this and I kept writing it in small spurts OTL. I hope this is okay for a starter but if not just lemme know! Also I'm used to Tumblr RP so making OOC comments like this is commonplace on there and I haven't quite figured out yet how or if people do this on DW? I thought it was done in comment titles, but those have a character limit apparently. Feel free to correct me on this! EDIT: I knew I was going to forget something OTL. Feel free to tag this post in whatever style you prefer! I can do both para or bracket style. I'm partial to para myself, but I have no problem using whichever is more comfortable for you!]
