Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20151117160943/@comment-29461586-20151119005729

(We can start now.)

...A ship arrived at an unknown small island in the eastern province. It was mostly covered in ash, and it was both cold and scorching, which would drive most people mad.

A batch of slaves were taken towards the entrance, to be greeted by the Overseer of the operations being staged there.

"Well well, if it isn't the new slops off the platter of the boats." The overseer welcomed the group with his disdainful tone.

"Don't even think that you'll be able to escape this place. Sadrith Mora's waters are filled with slaughterfish that would love to feast on your flesh.

Now, the rest of you know your trials. Get going, while I bring the new latecomers up to speed." He finished.

The rest of the slaves went to complete their trials, while a group of 4 people were asked to stay.

"Now listen, you flops. I should strike all of you down where you stand, but be thankful that my mistress sees all of you as some sort of 'Children of Nerevarine'. She sounds like a fool.

Your first trial would be to head for the large mushroom in the middle of the island. From there, you will be greeted by your trainer. All four of you.

Don't keep the old man waiting, slaves."

The overseer then left the four, leaving them to find their own way.