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In Avanthyr, men cast their lines for fish. In the outskirts though, fish cast theirs for men. It was an odd sense of satisfactional irony that immediatly crossed Karthus' mind before the gravity of the situation hit him. Right before his eyes, Lauan was dragged underneath the glassy surface of the small lake that they had stumbled across, pulled in by some scale-covered creature. Out of protective reflex, the over-taxed Karthus sprinted towards the edge of the lake, looking to Hano.
"You are better in the water than I, Karthus. Go!"
Physically there was no delay before Karthus proceeded to dive in, though the moment before he splashed into the water was filled with thoughts of how bad an idea this was. His doubts became factual before he could even adjust his eyes to the the new environmental conditions, as moments after he entered, his consciousness was lost. Whatever happened, Karthus did not know, nor would he in the foreseeable future - but when he awoke, he was bound with vines in a blindingly dark cavern, bleeding profusely from a terrible spear wound.
Karthus could hear a voice, --or was it voices-- calling out for someone, but he could not focus on the words, if they were even really there. Falling in and out of mental awareness, the bleeding Druid did all that he could to mantain himself while holding onto the final ounces of life in his mind and body. The next thing that Karthus remembered was being shaken awake by a poorly defined, blurry female figure trying to poor something down his throat.
...A potion! At last, he could remain awake! Karthus felt his life returning to him in a rush of mental and physical health and focus, allowing him to stagger to his feet. Realizing that he and his savior were still utterly blind in the darkness, Karthus focussed upon the energy that would summon a sphere of light into the palm of his hand - an effect any caster could achieve, though not in such a damaged state, he learned. The spell flickered in his hand and died as quickly as it had been cast, leaving the cavern's characteristics unseeable to the two within.
"Fuck this."
Relying on a gift much different from spellcasting, Karthus, himself, erupted into flame until his very form was lost in the fiery whirlwind, bringing light throughout the deepest recesses of the cavern. Karthus quickly learned that his savior was Lauan, and that she had never moved from his side since pouring the potion down his throat. She was now on fire.
Karthus heard the poor girl scream, though also noticed that at the end of the tunnel was the culprit of his wounds - a spearwielding lizardman, though already in single combat with a smaller creature that he could not yet make out. Deciding to rush over to the people-fishing lizard to come to the aid of the small creature, the fire elemental scared the lizard off into a side-tunnel as Lauan rushed over to the cavern's stream in an attempt to douse the fire that had ignited on her hair and clothes. It was at this moment that the chaos proceeded to only get worse as Karthus' wounds caught up to him once more, causing him to be unable to mantain his shapeshift. In the resulting darkness, Lauan collided with the Druid's human form with her own enflamed body, burning Karthus as they both tripped and fell into the shallow of the stream.
Returning to conciousness after an undefined period of time, Karthus found himself back out of the water, surrounded by several people that he could not remember having been there before. He was offered healing by a man named Cade who gave him the strength to finish the healing himself, and Karthus was then left only to ponder what in the hells happened between his lapses in cognitive thinking.
"You are better in the water than I, Karthus. Go!"
Physically there was no delay before Karthus proceeded to dive in, though the moment before he splashed into the water was filled with thoughts of how bad an idea this was. His doubts became factual before he could even adjust his eyes to the the new environmental conditions, as moments after he entered, his consciousness was lost. Whatever happened, Karthus did not know, nor would he in the foreseeable future - but when he awoke, he was bound with vines in a blindingly dark cavern, bleeding profusely from a terrible spear wound.
Karthus could hear a voice, --or was it voices-- calling out for someone, but he could not focus on the words, if they were even really there. Falling in and out of mental awareness, the bleeding Druid did all that he could to mantain himself while holding onto the final ounces of life in his mind and body. The next thing that Karthus remembered was being shaken awake by a poorly defined, blurry female figure trying to poor something down his throat.
...A potion! At last, he could remain awake! Karthus felt his life returning to him in a rush of mental and physical health and focus, allowing him to stagger to his feet. Realizing that he and his savior were still utterly blind in the darkness, Karthus focussed upon the energy that would summon a sphere of light into the palm of his hand - an effect any caster could achieve, though not in such a damaged state, he learned. The spell flickered in his hand and died as quickly as it had been cast, leaving the cavern's characteristics unseeable to the two within.
"Fuck this."
Relying on a gift much different from spellcasting, Karthus, himself, erupted into flame until his very form was lost in the fiery whirlwind, bringing light throughout the deepest recesses of the cavern. Karthus quickly learned that his savior was Lauan, and that she had never moved from his side since pouring the potion down his throat. She was now on fire.
Karthus heard the poor girl scream, though also noticed that at the end of the tunnel was the culprit of his wounds - a spearwielding lizardman, though already in single combat with a smaller creature that he could not yet make out. Deciding to rush over to the people-fishing lizard to come to the aid of the small creature, the fire elemental scared the lizard off into a side-tunnel as Lauan rushed over to the cavern's stream in an attempt to douse the fire that had ignited on her hair and clothes. It was at this moment that the chaos proceeded to only get worse as Karthus' wounds caught up to him once more, causing him to be unable to mantain his shapeshift. In the resulting darkness, Lauan collided with the Druid's human form with her own enflamed body, burning Karthus as they both tripped and fell into the shallow of the stream.
Returning to conciousness after an undefined period of time, Karthus found himself back out of the water, surrounded by several people that he could not remember having been there before. He was offered healing by a man named Cade who gave him the strength to finish the healing himself, and Karthus was then left only to ponder what in the hells happened between his lapses in cognitive thinking.
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