INTRODUCTION

[petoskeymods]

INTRODUCTION

A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.

Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.

Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?

Comments

[finalguard]

[ Boa doesn't want to be here and he sure as hell doesn't want to move his arm, but in Camp Petoskey nobody ever gets what they want, so he's out as well.

Seeing Ren fills him with a bit of relief, if he's honest with himself, so he moves over. ]

How are you doing?

[le_mat]

[When he sees who it is he smiles softly]

I'm okay. How about you? Bet that was a pain to sleep on.

[finalguard]

It's alright. I've had worse.

[ That may be a half-truth, but hey, compared to whole body aches, one arm is pretty easy to deal with.

He sits down next to Ren. ]

That healing magic everyone has hear is pretty practical.

[le_mat]

It is...

[He frowns, fiddling with his reel]

I'm not used to other people being able to do stuff like that. People I don't know.

[finalguard]

So it's only a select group in your world?

[ He'd been starting to assume that magic abilities in other worlds were about as common as being able to tie a good knot. ]

And none of the others from there are here?