Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26545936-20190105181538/@comment-26545936-20190108003956

- red” You finish your sentence.

There is no response from the voice. Though as soon as you say the color, the pedestal your standing on breaks and slants to the side causing you to tumble off onto the mural.

Ow…

The sound of glass shattering hits your ears and the ground beneath you begins to crumble rapidly and once again you’re falling into darkness.

Falling, the falling is gentle and once again it feels like water.

You still. There is ground beneath you, a sandy trail appears before you. It is surrounded by greenery and trees. Though it is also rocky and you consider that you might be near a mountain.

There is a sky, it’s deep horizon of blue is laid with very few wispy clouds in it. It makes you feel nostalgic though you don’t remember this place.

You look behind you and see a torrent of green, there appears to be no going back. Only going forward.

Taking more confident steps forward, you find that the trail is winding and goes upward. A minute or two later and you reach the top where upon you see a building.

It is a massive white-stone keep with flags presented proudly that show a symbol of white wings and a golden cross.

This feels familiar, you know you’ve seen that symbol multiple times, but no idea where. Despite being heavily fortified, there is no-one manning the walls and it actually looks empty.

There appears to be a path of red and blue flowers surrounding the path that leads to the keep and beyond that, lush greens of grass.

In the middle of the path that obscures the gate of the keep is a large sand-stone colored rock. As you approach, you notice that there are many finely carved lines on its flat-surface. A carved circle can be seen in the middle of that face of the rock that has only a single line going through its diameter.

You are within arms-reach of the rock when the voice comes back from nowhere.

“Crave your name into the rock.” “Show your deeds to the world.” “Another you remembers.”

Carve my name? Another you remembers?

But, yes, your name, it suddenly jumps out to you. You’re honestly surprised this wasn’t one of the first things you remember.

{X} Carve your name into the rock -{X} ‘Write-in’

{X} You don’t have a name, don’t carve anything into the rock.