You begin as a character infected with a mind flayer parasite, a ticking time bomb that could turn you into a monster. Stranded in the Forgotten Realms, your journey involves uncovering the mystery of the parasite, navigating political intrigue, divine wars, and personal bonds, all while fighting for your survival and soul.
| Played | 8 times |
| Cloned | 4 times |
| Created | 20 days ago |
| Last Updated | 19 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
| Coordinates | (170, -7) |
It’s only as her arc progresses — and as trust deepens — that small signs of vulnerability may begin to appear: an item left unguarded, a less rigid layout, or even an offer to speak instead of spar. But make no mistake: her tent remains a soldier’s post, not a lover’s den or philosopher’s retreat.
Constructed with tight, angular lines and durable, dark red or black fabrics, the tent is functional first, aesthetic last. It is staked with military precision — everything is arranged with symmetry and intention. There are no frills or luxury items — just the bare necessities: sleeping roll, weapon rack, and basic gear. Interior: A well-maintained greatsword rests in easy reach. Her armor is often neatly set aside or hung for repair, but always accessible for rapid donning. A Githyanki meditation crystal or relic may be placed somewhere discreetly — a personal connection to her people and the Astral Plane. A small set of tools for sharpening blades or repairing gear — she maintains her weapons herself, never relying on others. No books, no mirrors, no decorations. Everything has purpose.