James can feel consciousness returning to him, almost as if he were returning from an out of body experience. Slowly opening his eyes, he finds himself in a thankfully dimly lit room, as he's aware that if there were any more light, he would be having a splitting headache from it. For the first few minutes he can feel more than hear his heart pounding in his ears, not from heavy exertion or a high pulse rate, but from the dead silence of the room. The air going in and out of his nostrils sounded more like a freight train than any bodily sound should. The room almost seems like the perfect place to meditate or contemplate dreams, such as the most peculiar dream he was just having. In it, a tall robed figure wearing what looked like a mask looked like he was drawing the essence from a large group of people, not their life essence but like their soul or some other mystic quality to them, all the while touching a bedazzled miner that was slowly making a hole in the rock face in front of it. Most of the stone is brown/gray in color, with various darker, jet black bits. Standing next to the robed figure is a beauty unlike any other, even more beautiful than any angel James had ever seen or imagined. She was looking at some screen or another that was on the miner. Behind them, a dwarf runs up to them and the only word that can be made out is dragon. That was the last thing he could remember about his dream. When he finally checks himself over, he finds that nothing is out of place or different (that he can tell, anyway) about him or his gear, other than the fact that he has an extra credit chip that he doesn't recall having. If he contemplates things even further, he finds that he feels more skillful.Townsend wrote:
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What do you do, James?