1. Standard Arrival: (She remembered darkness, being unable to breathe, the cold, and then it all just slid away. And yet when she came to it wasn't much different, she found herself being washed around, tossed by waves in the dark water, the waves crashing her up on shore as she gasped for breath, crawling out onto the beach. There were stars above, the late night, but there was something wrong, they were not the stars or constellations she knew, it was not the moon she knew. And it is about that time that she feels the wind against her skin as well, looking down to find herself entirely exposed. Damn it, why did it have to start like this.
She needed to hurry up and figure out where she was, and how to get back to wherever Mirana was. Standing she started heading towards the nearest structure she could see, a lean-to that had been set up on the beach with a fire burning inside. Hopefully, they'd at least have something she could wrap herself with. Approaching she let out a loud but friendly whistle so as not to startle them.)
2. Lost Between Steps The smell of mildew and the mold was an assault to her nose making her scrunch up her face from the time that she found herself falling to a carpeted floor she didn't remember being a thing. This was really starting to get annoying and if she caught whoever was using magic to do it, she was going to punch them square in the face. Standing up she dusts herself off. Walking over to the other person that was lying there, Marci poked at them with the toe of her boot checking to see if they were still alive and breathing. Kneeling a little closer if needed once she saw signs of life, and offered a hand if they needed it.
3. Absolute Immersion Alright so reading wasn't something that Marci was thrilled about, unlike Mirana who seemed to live in scrolls and books and studies, Marci much preferred a more hands-on and active approach to things and learning. But with little more to do at the moment, she was flipping through a few books, snatching one off the top of a pile that a stranger happened to be walking by with and starting to read it from a random page. Hopefully, it wasn't someone trying to hide some juicy chapter of their own story.
4. Wildcard Marci will likely be found where drinks flow freely, challenging people to arm wrestling and winning despite her small size, and generally just having fun.
Marci | Dota: Dragon's Blood
(She remembered darkness, being unable to breathe, the cold, and then it all just slid away. And yet when she came to it wasn't much different, she found herself being washed around, tossed by waves in the dark water, the waves crashing her up on shore as she gasped for breath, crawling out onto the beach. There were stars above, the late night, but there was something wrong, they were not the stars or constellations she knew, it was not the moon she knew. And it is about that time that she feels the wind against her skin as well, looking down to find herself entirely exposed. Damn it, why did it have to start like this.
She needed to hurry up and figure out where she was, and how to get back to wherever Mirana was. Standing she started heading towards the nearest structure she could see, a lean-to that had been set up on the beach with a fire burning inside. Hopefully, they'd at least have something she could wrap herself with. Approaching she let out a loud but friendly whistle so as not to startle them.)
2. Lost Between Steps
The smell of mildew and the mold was an assault to her nose making her scrunch up her face from the time that she found herself falling to a carpeted floor she didn't remember being a thing. This was really starting to get annoying and if she caught whoever was using magic to do it, she was going to punch them square in the face. Standing up she dusts herself off. Walking over to the other person that was lying there, Marci poked at them with the toe of her boot checking to see if they were still alive and breathing. Kneeling a little closer if needed once she saw signs of life, and offered a hand if they needed it.
3. Absolute Immersion
Alright so reading wasn't something that Marci was thrilled about, unlike Mirana who seemed to live in scrolls and books and studies, Marci much preferred a more hands-on and active approach to things and learning. But with little more to do at the moment, she was flipping through a few books, snatching one off the top of a pile that a stranger happened to be walking by with and starting to read it from a random page. Hopefully, it wasn't someone trying to hide some juicy chapter of their own story.
4. Wildcard
Marci will likely be found where drinks flow freely, challenging people to arm wrestling and winning despite her small size, and generally just having fun.