Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20151031193522/@comment-5614539-20151031231457

Talion stifled a gasp and sat up in his bed, drenched in sweat. ''I... I saw the world burn. I saw everything die.'' He looked around slowly, inquisitvely, and realised he wasn't in his house. Was he even in his world anymore? He didn't know. But regardless of what world he was in, he was in an inn. And no matter what world you are in, inns are always the same.

He rose from his bed, and, to his surprise, found his sword and armour leaning against the wall. ''Why is that here...? Why am I here?'' He shook his head, confused, and pulled on his armour, strapped on his sword, and walked down the stairs, leaving his helmet on the bed.

Martin woke up, as normal, and walked down the stairs in his robe. He hadn't notcied anything had changed. He bumped into a strange, armoured man on his way down and the man glared at him, striding past without a word.