[Silversnow]

Hey everyone. I found out I was extremely bored and figured something out for fun. Here I have the first part of a little story... What I was thinking is that you read the story and then figure out what should happen or what you should do next. You don't write anything, just post what should happen. So, please read and give me comments and things...

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You wake up. You listen for a while to the sound of water slowly dripping off a stone to hit another. You have a pounding headache and it feels like someone has dumped sand in your mouth. You feel different, somehow. You try to open your eyes, preparing for the pain that will come when the light outside attacks you. It’s dark. The combination of dripping water and darkness makes you feel a bit nervous. You try to move your hand and feel nothing but stone under it. You manage to get up enough to lean on your elbows. Your eyes has adjusted to the dark enough for you to see a little. Slimy rocks and ancient bones are all you see though.
You try to remember what you have done the last days, but your mind is a bit foggy. All you know is that you are Vidash Welfos, a merchant. You know that you were supposed to take a cargo to one of the outer lands. What was inside that, you don’t know, but obviously that’s the reason you’re in this place. You can’t seem to remember who was supposed to have it either, just one thing. That it was a male creature with a strange family-name, asi... ashi or something and eyes like a cat.
All you know for sure now is that you have to clear out what the hell has happened to you, where that cargo is and then take that to the catman. You look around yourself, trying to find a way out. But as it seems, you are more likely to slip on a rock and kill yourself than to get out, so you force yourself to sit up and think. Getting nowhere on that, you decide to figure out what is so different about you. You look on your hands. They look just like any other human hands, but you can’t see any details so maybe you’re wrong. You touch your face and feel that all the necessary parts that’s needed to make a face are there. You accidentally poke yourself in the eye, quickly bringing the headache back.
“Damn it!” you growl. You notice your voice sounds so raspy and old. You clear your throat and say some things. You sound much more like the normal you. You check your legs. You can’t see your feet, but there’s nothing wrong about your legs. Torso all fine. You check your head again. Your hair is much longer and messed up and you’re sure you didn’t have earrings before, but here you feel something odd... Your ears continue up and ends in points! You have to look elfish or something. You feel very, very bad about that for a while, before you forget it. A thought strikes you and you look up. Far up there you see light, coming through a barred hole. Are you in a prison? You stand up, and becomes so dizzy you almost fall. But you reach out and try to feel something. You touch a wall and try if you can climb up. It’s slippery and dark, so it could mean your death. Not giving yourself time to hesitate, you quickly start climbing.
You don’t know how long it took for you to get up to the bars, but now you’re there now, so you check to see if they can be moved. To your surprise, they can. You push them out of the way and climb up. You put the bars back after you and look around yourself. You’re standing on what seems to be a street. A few garbage cans are the only things that shares the street with you, that you can see. The faint light comes from the moon above you. You walk around for a while, trying to find some clues to where you are. You don't find anything you recognize, so you try to get some sleep on a parkbench.

Morning comes, and you wake up when something comes crashing down on you. You stare at the furry thing now positioned on your stomach. The rat-like creature hiss at you and flees. You get up and walk away towards the stream of moving people you see. They don’t seem to notice that you’re there at all. You, on the other hand, look around yourself amazed. Where are you and why are you here? You didn’t even know there was a place like this. To your left lies what seems to be a marketplace, full of people, tents and different artists. To you right are a few houses and the street divides before them. Right in front of you lies a magnificent house, its blue glassroof making the street look like it was under the sea, and its walls shimmering of gold. You look to your side and see a small sign. ‘Bayon str. The Compound’ you read on it and wonders what it means. You look around yourself again, wondering where to go next.
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So there, start deciding, people... What should happen now?