You are now Arella, and you are as so many other times busy practicing with the two swords of yours behind the hive just by the edge of the forest. You are spinning around between the trees, doing one move after another and several attacks out in the air towards invisible attackers you imagine in your mind, almost making it look like some kind of dance.
Suddenly you loose focus and find yourself almost falling over, panting. A feeling you know all too well fills your body, it is a bit like someone just put giant, heavy weights on your shoulders, at the same time as they hugged you around the ribs making it hard to breath.
It is all in your mind. Nothing physical. You know that. But that does not make it any better. The feeling you got still means that something will happen. Something bad. It might happen right now, this very second, to someone you know… Or it might happen any minute, hour, day to yourself, or someone else… You never really know. The feeling always take you by surprise and you have gotten used to it, and used to blocking it away. Somewhat.
Something you do even at this time.
You straighten up where you are standing, holding your head high as if nothing happened, and you look around. Just in case the feeling tried to warn you about someone suddenly joining you, someone of bad intentions. But it don’t seem to be the case.
With a sigh you finally stop and decide to end the training for today and return into your hive. You were starting to turn pretty exhausted anyway, and it would feel nice with a shower, maybe log into Trollian for a while and just relax.
The warning, quite unpleasant feeling is still hanging over you when you’re walking towards your hive. Even if you blocked it away you know it is there, and it will not disappear until whatever it is trying to warn you about actually happens.
“S†upid, useless mweep power…”
You Are now a nearby creeper known as Myrten. You have been observing and following this female troll for quite some time, on reflection you should probably stop observing people all stalker-ly, it would make you seem less like a rapist or something if you did. Well, now is not one of the best times to break this old habit.
You ended up following this Troll in particular because she caught your intrests while pondering over the Derleth’s elemental classifications. It wasn’t everyday you saw another of your kind, you keept to yourself and others keept as far as they could away from you it seemed. What to do with this stranger? Your ideas vary from having a friendly chat to using her as Shauggloth bait.
You’ve been following this girl long enough, action is needed.
You present yourself into her field of vision, “Hiƴa.” you then wave and smile slightly too broadly at her like you were friends or something.