Gunnar
Squire
The day is normal as usual. You go about your business; whether that is returning to your home from a gather, spending your regular day on patrol, drinking with your friends at the local tavern etc.
Suddenly at dusk Monday Night (5/9/2016) , it all changes.
In a moment, this -feels- different. The air chills around you, and you feel as though the very wind is whispering your name. Your skin electrifies and your head starts to swim. Are you passing out?
Your heart starts to flutter, then slow almost to a stop, and then before you lose consciousness, there's a familiar set of whispered words.
(If any of you have ever come fact to face with Death (the keeper of the graveyards) in any lands, it sounds like them, altogether overlapped as one.)
"You are needed."
There is one more recognized feeling before you completely drift under; you are being pulled away.
You Rift out one.
You Rift out two.
You Rift out three.
((PCs attending the National Event: You fall unconscious and rift away at dusk on 5/9/2016. You cannot dream until Nationals Friday night. Your MI/Treasuries/weapons etc have been rifted away with you, including what is not on your person, and are things you are bringing to Nationals. If you have any questions in regards to this post, please email alibuntemeyergm@gmail.com .))
((PCs not attending Nationals: Tomorrow, at dusk, were you with your friends, they have just been rifted out and their stuff is also gone. When you attempt to reach out in dream, it is as if there is no one to reach to. Have fun
))
Suddenly at dusk Monday Night (5/9/2016) , it all changes.
In a moment, this -feels- different. The air chills around you, and you feel as though the very wind is whispering your name. Your skin electrifies and your head starts to swim. Are you passing out?
Your heart starts to flutter, then slow almost to a stop, and then before you lose consciousness, there's a familiar set of whispered words.
(If any of you have ever come fact to face with Death (the keeper of the graveyards) in any lands, it sounds like them, altogether overlapped as one.)
"You are needed."
There is one more recognized feeling before you completely drift under; you are being pulled away.
You Rift out one.
You Rift out two.
You Rift out three.
((PCs attending the National Event: You fall unconscious and rift away at dusk on 5/9/2016. You cannot dream until Nationals Friday night. Your MI/Treasuries/weapons etc have been rifted away with you, including what is not on your person, and are things you are bringing to Nationals. If you have any questions in regards to this post, please email alibuntemeyergm@gmail.com .))
((PCs not attending Nationals: Tomorrow, at dusk, were you with your friends, they have just been rifted out and their stuff is also gone. When you attempt to reach out in dream, it is as if there is no one to reach to. Have fun
))
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