Unwilling Unlife - The Book of Badger
Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 2:49 pm
I've decided to keep a record of my memories and experiences, in case they go missing again...Hopefully these reflections will help me figure out what happened. It has been several weeks since I woke up on the slab. I remember clearly the little imp that did this to me. Hin, or maybe a gnome...it was hard to tell, tied down to a granite table. I have no idea how long I was out for, but I played dead for a few hours after I woke. He was muttering something about 'life eternal,' 'the subject,' some nonsense about something called 'negative energy.' Didn't make much sense. Good thing he doesn't know how to tie knots. He didn't even put up a fight, just ran when I busted free. I need to find a priest to figure out what he did to me...I couldn't chase him, my joints are so achey. There also appears to be a significant amount of bruising on my back and bum, and I'm covered in stitching and metal plates. I tried removing some, but they appear to be load-bearing.
I was fortunate to find those lads in the woods a couple days later, although they didn't stick around long enough to chat. They took one look at me, and bolted. I can't say I wouldn't have done the same, looking like I do. They had some fine swag piled up in their cave, obviously not theirs. Lucky for me, they had a mostly-empty book and some ink in a satchel. I'll have to track down those boys - it seemed like they recognized me. I have no notion of where I am right now, so I'll find a road and walk until I find people, and hopefully some answers.
I can't seem to remember any information about myself. The only telling mark on my body appears to be a tattoo of a badger on my left forearm, so I've decided to use that as a name until I figure out where that shorty is holding my memories.
-Badger
I was fortunate to find those lads in the woods a couple days later, although they didn't stick around long enough to chat. They took one look at me, and bolted. I can't say I wouldn't have done the same, looking like I do. They had some fine swag piled up in their cave, obviously not theirs. Lucky for me, they had a mostly-empty book and some ink in a satchel. I'll have to track down those boys - it seemed like they recognized me. I have no notion of where I am right now, so I'll find a road and walk until I find people, and hopefully some answers.
I can't seem to remember any information about myself. The only telling mark on my body appears to be a tattoo of a badger on my left forearm, so I've decided to use that as a name until I figure out where that shorty is holding my memories.
-Badger
