Chapter 6 - Back to the Temple of Pain
[Ahem...actual Dreya post now]
Slowly emerging from that lulling pull of slumber, awareness slowly returns to the wood nymph. Groggily blinking around, for a moment alarm slams through her as her mind recognizes nothing of her surroundings. With a gasp, she jackknifes up. Familiar shiny armor, a broody ranger over in the corner, all her now familiar friends has memory slamming back home.
Oh right. Temple of Doom. Or was it Pain?
Gaining her feet, Dreya stretches out the kinds from a body quite feeling the gruels of yesterday's battle. And... oh ew... her teeth feels gross! Rolling up her bedroll, she fishes about her backpack for a scrap of cloth. As she tries scrubbing her teeth, she wanders around the secret hidden room. "Maybe taking care of the darkness, AGAIN, would be...ack, what is the word? Would be wibe? No. Vize...? Ah! Wise. Perhaps it would be wise."
Looking immensely pleased at her continued progress with this confusing common language, Dreya recovers some rations and begins eating a bit after scrubbing her teeth as best as possible.