morework: (anabiotic16)
Commander Cullen Rutherford ([personal profile] morework) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2016-01-23 12:52 am (UTC)

[ Cullen regains consciousness. He dwells on that point for a rather long time, not having expected- not thinking he would survive long enough to think about the nature of his survival at all. He wakes up bound, tied to a tree by means utterly ordinary and devoid of magic. He breaks free of them soon enough.

The woods lie behind him now, the constant downpour of rain replaced by a quiet blanket of snow. Did the demon bring him here? Gone is the tavern, replaced instead by a large mansion. Or was he rescued at the last moment? The restraints would cast doubt on the notion, but every breath he still draws gives it credibility. He advances towards the building with laboured steps.

When he finds the armory within-- It must be a blessing or a trick, but no trick could be worse than his odds as they are now, unarmed. He casts off the damp finery, and--

--flinches at the sound by the door.
]

He-- hello? Oh.

[ Instantly one of the swords is in his grasp, but the door closes as quickly as it's opened, some quiet sound still coming from it. Cullen hastily slips into a suit of armor with practiced motions, glancing at the mabari in the room ever so often. He calls out again, as soon as he is decent: ]

Hello?

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