A million choices main campaign

"What happened to my face!? It hurts..."

I continue to look at the girl but hardly move to help or ease her. "Something or one is attacking us, but we don't know what it is...we need to be careful or we may end up causing oursleves further damage. You have to do exactly as i say, understood?" I give the girl a stern look.

"Oh... okay?"

"Good". I sigh to myself once again "Prehaps we should move, I don't like sitting here and waiting and for all we know they might be dead." I look back to the doorway and stand up, deciding on wether to leave or not.

"It holds contained magic, it should be okay to pick it up."

"Ok good" I reply before placing all objects but the tooth, bananas, carrots and caramel back into the bag saying "I have a feeling that these could be useful for something, so we may as well take them with us."

After placing the objects in the bag I pick up the tooth again and examine it on the off chance I recognise what animal its from.

You recognize it as a whelpling tooth from one of the higher draconic races; you cannot place which one.

Recognising what the tooth is, I put it in my breast pocket for safe keeping.

Standing, I turn to Serren and say "We should have a look at whats up those stairs." Before beginning to walk towards the door.

"You're finally showing some initiative!" I joke as I head for the door also. As I walk past the lever in the room I say, "I wonder what these extra levers are for, you wanna pull it?"

"Oh, I didn't see those" I say in a surprised tone.

I reach into the bag and pull out the tablet and the orb, going to hand them to Serren. "Take these, we're in the room on the left so pull the lever to match the left dot and work your way across towards the right room."

I begin leaving the room to head towards the stairs and say "I'll check out the stairs and see where they lead."

"Tiberious" I say, sighing, "there are 6 levers and 4 dots. I can't follow the tablet how you said." I turn around and look at the lever, it seemed to be begging me to pull it. "I'll just pull this one anyway, see what it does." I go to pull the lever. "Oh and I just heard a weird click from next door, go and check it out."

"In that case use your initiative and figure something out," I reply to Serren while moving through the doorway "I want to know what that clicking sound was about."

I leave the room and head towards the centre room containing the stairs while looking, and listening, for anything that could have caused the noise. I keep my sword in my hand at all times.

"I'd rather go ahead actually, I wanna know what's coming..."

Shes ahead of you down the stairs before stopping at the bottom.

"What the..."

As you round the bottom of the stairs you see another person, apparently a human.

OOC description:

A male humanoid looking to be in his mid-20s were he human, standing at about 5'10", his light brown hair, usually falling about three inches past his shoulders, is tied up in a high pony tail, drawing it away from his serene features, revealing greeny brown eyes, his skin holding a slight green tint. He wears brown trousers and a sort-sleeved tunic, made of heavy cloth, revealing the tattoos of dragon scales that adorn his arms. A backpack with a sword strapped to the back and a medium weight travel cloak rolled up and tied to the top is slung across his back.

You hear clunking as someone decends the stairs next to you, as she rounds the corner you immediately take in her strange appearence.

OOC: Directly from OOC thread:

A human woman of about 26 years, she stands at about 5'4, her body is toned and somewhat tanned. Her blonde hair is braided across the top of her head, though her fringe is still loose to fall into her eyes, and the rest of her hair pulled up into a ponytail at the back of her head. Her brown eyes and feisty features suit her well, and her clothes are entirely black, uniform, military: a kevlar jacket over a t-shirt and combats. Black leather pauldrons and guards cover her body, and black cowboy boots complete the look. There is a small pouch at her waist, and she holds a weapon that could easily be taken to be a kind of heavy-assault rifle. At odds with her militant appeance, the skin that is visible is free from scars or tattoos.

She looks at you for a brief second before raising her weapon towards you.

"What the..."

A second person rounds the corner, a relatively imposing humanoid male:

A male human about 24 years of age, he stands at 5'10. His hair is buzz-cut and his face clean-shaven, revealing a cresent shaped scar around his left eye and tanned skin which highlights the bright blue of his eyes. His toned body is covered by a black, military uniform: a kevlar jacket over a t-shirt and combats. Black leather pauldrons and guards cover his body, and black steel-toe-capped boots. His belt has a small utility pouch tied to it and a sai shoved through for easy access. He holds a weapon that could easily be taken to be a kind of heavy-assault rifle.

"What the gak..." I say aloud, "Who the Feth are you and what are you doing here?"

I flinch backwards away from the newcomers, raising my sword in front of my torso in an attempt to shield myself.

Hearing the male speak, I reply quickly "My name is unimportant right now. And I have little clue as to what I'm doing here. Who are you? Do you live here?"

As I'm speaking I glance cautiously at the sticks they are holding, wondering what they might do.

I raise my gun so that it is now aimed at the figure, "We do not live here, we thought you did." I take a nervous glance at Hester, "We've only just arrived and are hoping to get as far away from the enterance as possible." I say keeping an eye on the figure, wondering if he's working for the company (OOC: forgoten it's name).

"I don't live here either, I only happened upon this building while getting away from something out there," I say while I point towards the door to the outside "and you're not doing a very good job getting away from the entrance if you've come down from above. That door over there is the entrance."

I glance with a puzzled look on my face at the stick he is now pointing at me and wonder what its meant to do.

"That's not the entrance, we just came into this tower from the entrance up there two rooms back." I say. I look at Hester slightly worried that this person could be as insane as the thing upstairs. I keep my gun raised, "It seems like your trying to do the same thing as us, get away from the company."

"Then maybe theres more than one entrance, because I came in by that one." I say, still pointing at the door opposite the stairs.

Seeing that the newcomers seem fairly harmless, I relax and lower my sword slightly while I ask "Whats this company that you're running from? And what should I call you?"

Hester looks at you quizzically. "How did you... theres a WAR going on out there!"

She is cut short by a newcomer entering from the stairs.

The newcomer is a female of undefined race, possibly human or Casmirian, looking to be in her late teens were she the former. Slight of stature and small in height, her body is dwarfed by the massive, almost luminsecent white, dove-like wings sprouting from her back, with a wingspan of what must be over 4.5 metres. Light blue hair falls about her face, covering one of her eyes and reaching just past her shoulders. The colour of her hair is matched almost perfectly by her ice blue eyes, the beauty of them detracted from by the madness shining brightly within. Her skin is pale almost to the extent of being paper-white, but her cute features are offset somewhat by pale blue lips and long canines. Her clothing seems more styled toward fashion then practicality, though exactly where the syle originated in uncetain. A dark blue, tight fitting, long-sleeved top with an black, almost oriental pattern of budding flowers reveals her midriff and exposes her shoulders, the dark blue matching the colour of her long nails precisely. Her shoulders are covered by a light blue scarf, the colour matching that of her short skirt, though the majority of her legs are covered by the navy-blue boots that reach up past her knees.

A silvery-grey mist flows about her body as she moves, swirling about her, sometimes gathering close around, sometimes fading from view entirely.

Hester turns round to face her, before beginning to speak again in a somewhat stunned voice.

"How did you get out?!"

As you reach the bottom of the stairs you encounter a collection of 3 people, the two from earlier and a young-ish looking male wearing a tunic and brown trousers. They seem to be mid-conversation.

There is a small green blob on the new person's head. It says "Hello.".

The door to the room that you are in closes, leaving you locked inside the store room. The room is completely silent, you cannot hear anything from outside.

You can hear voices from the stairs room, some of them you do not recognise.

I spin round on my heal bringing up the gun to point once again at the thing. Something tells me that I should keep an eye on the guy with the sword so I spin back round again, I re-aim the gun back on the man. "Do you think you could tell us anything about this thing?" I ask him with a nod in the direction of the stairs.

Silvery mist billows agitatedly around me as I stare at the two humans and the elf, my mouth hanging open slightly in shock. My eyes move to the top of the elf's head for a moment, my expression vacant, before I snap back into focus.

"What the fuck are you doing outside a room?! Don't you know the rule?!"

"Someone really needs to tell me what the hell is going on here." I say with an exasperated sigh.

I pause to take a breath before continuing, motioning to the appropriate thing and getting more and more agitated as I speak "There is a giant golem out there trying to kill us, theres things in here hitting us but we can't see them, now we have two random people who keep pointing sticks at me and finally theres you," I point at the newcomer "a random misty person telling me something about rooms and rules. How about people stop asking me questions and start answering mine."

My shoulders drop a little when I finish speaking, almost as though I'm worn out from the effort.

I smile at the elf, throwing my arms out to the side and pirouetting, spreading my wings as I do so. Leaping into the air, I land in a crouch in front of the elf.

"Da da da! Dadadadaa da dadaa da! As long as its about me..." My voice fades into a murmur as I start talking, before returning, suddenly childish. "We all gon' diiiiiiiiie if we stay here much longeeeeeeer!" I sing the last word, springing up and patting him on the head, before breezing past, making my way towards the main room.

Turning back, I smile innocently at them.

"Come with me if you want to live."