Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150613171809/@comment-5583506-20150613220506

She opened her eyes slowly as she felt a vague rumble of voices echoing in some faraway distance.

"Lady? Can you hear me?"

Something dark swept past her eyes. It took a while for her to realise that it was a hand. Her sight was all blurry, as if she was still submerged fathoms below the water surface. Her eyesigh and her hearing was slowly improving, slowly adjusting itself after the light and the surroundings. After a few minutes she found herself sitting by a table in what looked like some sort of barrack. A man in guard armor was seated in front of her.

He had a goatee which told her everything of his character. It was unkempt enough to let her know that he had better things to think about than trimming his beard. "Good, you seem to be focusing more now than you were before. Do you... do you remember your name?"

Her lips shook slightly as she spoke. "Eld... Elda..." she shuddered. "My name is Elda."

"Good. There seems to be nothing wrong with your memory at least. Now, tell me this, Elda. What were you doing on a wrecked ship outside of Anvil?"

"I... I don't remember. I remember that we were heading for Daggerfall, but other than that... I can't recall... I don't even understand what must have hit us."

"I understand", said the guard with the goatee. "You are lucky that captain Cormack found you out there. He said that judging by the look of the wreckage you must have been spending alot of time beneath the surface, which... doesn't really add up. Because... how come you are still alive and that we couldn't find a single trace of your crew?"

She looked at him confused. "Are you... accusing me of something?"

He shook his head. "No. I am just trying to straight things out. You got to admit that things do look pretty... odd..."

She slowly nodded in confirmation. "Aye... that they do."

The guard clapped his hands together. "Well then. There really isn't much left to say. We have prepared lodgings for you at the local inn and..."

"I am not staying here", she interrupted and seemingly sounded more clear than before.

"Oh?"

"I... I must get to Daggerfall. I just know it."

"Calm yourself. Are you really sure that you just want to get there so eagerly now? I mean we just brought you in from a wreck just a couple of hours ago, and who knows just how much time you spent on the bottom of the ocean floor before that? I suggest that you lie down, rest and try to remember what..."

"I must get to Daggerfall", repeated Elda sternly.

The guard raised his shoulders and sighed. "Suit yourself. At least now no one can say that I didn't carry out my duty by asking you. Although, you probably should by yourself some new clothes or else you might catch a cold... or worse."

He rose up from his chair and headed out the barracks. "But I don't see how that would affect someone who spent a day or two hundreds of fathoms beneath the water surface without drowning..."