<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(71, 85, 119)"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Darkness. Nothing but darkness makes up my existence... then pain, faint at first but over time becoming more and more sharp and immediate. I wake up slowly with a groan, my body aching and feeling sluggish. My head is <i>pounding</i>. Like my brain grew a dagger and started stabbing my skull from the inside. <br/>
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I open my eyes and look around my immediate vicinity. I'm lying on a hard, cold and wet stone floor and I am chained with manacles on my wrists and feet. The smell of... wherever I am.. is awful. Like sewage and stagnant water... and decay. I hear other chains shifting close by.<br/>
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I slowly sit up, grimacing at the ache I feel in my body and I can see other people nearby. People I don't recognize at all. They're all chained like I am. Some are awake, like me, but others are prone on the floor and the smell of decay is wafting off some of them. I wreck my brain, trying to remember how I got here... but my mind feels fuzzy and blank. I know my name. I know I'm from underground.. the Underdark? I know I was a... thief? That doesn't sound accurate but somewhat close, I think. I'm having a hard time focusing, my head hurts too much. <br/>
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I look around, trying to discern my surroundings better.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)"><span style="font-size: 10px"><b>Action: looking around</b></span></span><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)"> </span></b>