Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=70215&page=3#30 Author: Creativity Time Posted: 12/4/2018 at 6:48 PM From what you can tell initially about the room, it's small but not broken down. It looked almost humble. From your best guess, you thought this room could be part of an inn, but you weren't sure. As you focused on the voices, you were able to determine that there were definitely two voices. One was male, and the other female, slightly older. They seemed to be arguing, but it was low and not aggressive. You couldn't make out exactly what they were saying, though, only the voices. What do you wish to do? a) Say something b) Stand up c) Jump out of the window d) Run e) Leave the room f) Other

Ylsonaa slowly shifts her weight, trying not to creak the bed, and stands up. Still in my clothes..? She thought. How odd. What happened? How did I get here... After a short moment of her thoughts, she tuned in to the conversation again, straining as much as she could, but gave up and quietly walked over to the window, looking outside in hopes of gaining her bearings.

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Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=70215&page=4#36 Author: Creativity Time Posted: 12/4/2018 at 7:31 PM When you stood, you could hear the voices a little better. They sounded human, but still, most of what they said was indecipherable. You did catch phrases like "...I'm running a business..." and "...Why can't you think?..." coming from the female voice. After a moment, the voices fell silent, and then the female said something quiet that you didn't catch. Then, you heard a loud, dramatic sigh, and footsteps padding along wood outside of your room. What do you wish to do? a) Say something b) Scream c) Run d) Lay back down e) Leave the room f) Look out the window g) Other

Ylsonaa stops and stands slightly aggressively, glaring at the door in a stony silence. She glanced to the side, noting her katanas laying against the wall a couple feet away and gently ran her fingers along the folds of her dress, feeling to make sure her pair of daggers sat where she kept them, hidden by the ruffles.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=70215&page=4#38 Author: Creativity Time Posted: 12/4/2018 at 7:39 PM Within a few seconds, a young-ish teenage boy appeared in your doorway, holding a tray with bread and a cup of water on it. "Ah, you're awake," he said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head with one hand before stepping inside and placing the tray on a small table beside the bed you had woken up in. "My name is Harren. I apologize if you're uncomfortable, but I mean you no harm. You just...collapsed in the middle of our town, and I thought you'd appreciate a better resting place." Free options.

Hello, Harren. Ylsonaa greeted the boy with a stiff nod, but straightened her posture and walked over to the plate, looking at its contents. She sat down, still rather stiffly and alert, on the edge of the bed and reached for a piece of food on the tray. She examined it and decided it didnt appear to be poisoned, but lowered her hand to rest on her lap, still holding the morsel instead of raising it to her mouth. She turned her attention back to the boy. After a long moment of Ylsonaa staring at him expressionless, she simply said, My bag?