Stumbling through the deep fog, slipping on the smooth surface beneath him, Khalist tried to figure out where he was.
He stopped, he looked, he listened, he could see nothing because of the fog, except that it seemed to be a little less dense over to his right. He COULD hear something though, distant sounds, close sounds, distants sounds of people crying out, whether in fear, in pain or calling out to someone else he could not tell. Close sounds of footsteps, of breathing.
Khalist turned around to face the close sounds and walked ahead, determined to find out if there were others here, in the fog....
(OOC: Any characters who join at this point will be lost in the Fog like Khalist, they may come from the Forgotten Realms, from Krynn, from Ravenloft, from almost anywhere, but now they're here, and they're lost.
Magical powers are weakened in the Fog and prayers go unheard, psionics will find themselves unable to concentrate enough to use their powers and fighters will find their swordarms weak if they try to fight.
Create your characters, have them meet each other and/or Khalist, in a short while the fog will lift and you will find yourselves.... Somewhere else....
This place has it's own gods and it's own rules, you MIGHT discover them over time.
EDIT: Almost forgot, Khalist is a human, a ninja-ish sort of person dressed entirely in black, he's armed with his martial arts as well as some shurikens and throwing daggers.)
[ 02-23-2002: Message edited by: Neb ]
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