Chpt 1 - The Scoundrel and Dirk
"What am I doing here?" Filimena whispers. All around her is black. Almost immediately the ground begins to tilt heavily towards her left. She stumbles and begins to fall, from nothingness into nothingness. The voices grow around her, waves crashing against invisible cliffs. Distant bells ring, growing ever closer and louder. "What am I doing here?" She asks again, yelling this time into the void. At once she hits the ground. The impact knocks the breath out of her. She is surrounded by a deafening crash as the voices and the bells, almost like physical objects, like fine china and crystal, dash themselves against the ground around her, shattering violently. Then, it is silent. She is blind. She pulls herself up and begins to crawl, feeling the ground around her, pricking herself against sharp fragments of sound. With each prick, words seem to coalesce in her mind, thickly, like mud, or like... like porridge...
Filimena jolts awake to the sound of breakfast being served. She looks around her and sees that most of the inn's occupants have also awaken, and most are eating. She must have been much more tired than she'd thought. She doesn't usually oversleep. Still groggy from her sleep, she gets up, grabs her backpack, heads to a washing basin that has been placed in a corner of the inn, and begins to wash up. It does little to wake her up up. Last night's dream weighs heavily on her mind. The voices. They'd been telling her something. But what? She finishes washing and stands before the basin, thinking. Slowly the words return to her, assembling themselves into a strange verse.
Suddenly, there is a cough. Filimena turns around to find a man standing behind her glaring at her with an annoyed expression. She frowns and steps aside. Returning to the common room, she motions to the innkeeper, and then begins looking for an empty seat. She spots one and heads towards it. Sitting down, she find herself beside the well-armed human man she'd seen last night. Across from him is a half-elven woman, who seems to have been saying something to him just before Filimena had arrived.