<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Intro post will just give the party a little time to converse, if they so desire. The game will move along quickly from this post onwards - have fun! And I hope the story is an intruiging one...&gt;:3 Nomnom!</div></div></div><br/><br/>It all began with a flash of light - bright, overpoweringly so. Then, darkness. When the flash came is different for everyone. Some, while enjoying a bath. Others, while fighting for your very life in the middle of combat. Whilst dancing. Eating. Raiding. Stealing. The times, places, and circumstances were all different - but the result was the same.<br/><br/>Waking up on a cold, steel floor with a throbbing headache, and a sickening feeling in your stomach, the kind you might get from vertigo, or from claustrophobia. After a short while of allowing your eyes to adjust to the relative darkness and the dizzying feeling to pass, your eyes finally focus - and you find yourself in a cage, within a cave of some sort. This particular portion of the cave has been sectioned off with fancy-looking cloth, making it impossible to see what is going on outside - so that leaves you with little more than what surrounds you. Other cages - full of beings from all different races and walks of life. Some are hostile, some are friendly - but they all have something in common. The bright flash of light, and winding up here.<br/><br/>There is nearly 40 total in just as many cages, ranging from nagas to taurs to elves. Or, at least, there was nearly 40 three days ago. By the day, the numbers decrease, cages are emptied, and those that are taken away do not return.<br/><br/>Your captors have stripped you of most belongings far before you ever awoken, leaving you (If you are lucky), in simple clothing. Some were not so lucky, and those without the blessing of fur spent days shivering in the corner of their cages, naked, rubbing their arms and legs for warmth. At the very least, your captors have done a less than thorough job of searching most for things they possessed - some still have their coin pouches. Some still have small weapons. Those with magical potential have been stripped of their spellcasting components and fitted with small, silver bracelets that seem to nullify magical power, but small weapons are still left in their possession, if they had them to begin with. Even small magical items remain, as if the people who'd captured you honestly do not care. Overall, though, it does not help. The locks seem stubbornly resistant to 'normal' lock-picking, and bending the steel bars is not even an option.<br/><br/>Nearly every two hours, sometimes less, a group of leather-clad individuals will come into the sectioned-off area of the cave and, after inspecting everyone, drag a single person out of their cage and lead them off. The larger creatures - namely the nagas and taurs - often try to resist, but to little avail. Help is called for, and more of the leather-clad individuals will come in to restrain them. Finally, people stop resisting - it never seemed to help.<br/><br/><br/>Food has not been provided, leaving many grumbling bellies, and only enough water to survive has been provided. Overall, the last few days have not been very pleasant, and it has left everyone wondering - what is going on? Where are they being taken? The leather-armored 'captors', of which numerous races have been seen amongst their ranks, will jeer and make fun of the people in cages, but never answer questions, or give only cryptic answers at best.<br/><br/>As time as passed, the numbers have dwindled to almost nothing - Just over an hour ago, one of the last prisoners was carried away, a sulty, sexy foxgirl by the name of 'Olrinas'. Now, only five individuals remain, their cages spaced out nicely from each other, but well enough 'in view' that everyone can see everyone else.<br/><br/>Jelani, Sheva, Tzuru, Lorelei, and a nearly 16-foot long female naga by the name of 'Tiss' are all who remains of what has once been nearly 40. Tiss has been nothing short of a sweetheart, though it has become quite apparant that not having a good meal in many days has put a very heavy strain on her good nature - more than a few times she is caught looking at one person or another, licking her lips hungrily, as if wishing she could get at anyone - prisoner or one of her captors - ANYONE to sate her rapidly growing hunger.<br/><br/>All sense of time is lost, and now hours meld into minutes, and minutes into days. Four days has felt like a month.<br/><br/>"What do you think they do to us? I mean..." Tiss eyes the clothen cover that prevented viewing into the larger portion of the cave. The only light came from two ever-burning torches placed against the far right wall, on a rough-hewn 'pedestal' of stone "Where could they be taking us? Why in the hell arn't they feeding us? Grr - I'm hungry, and...just wish I knew what was going on!! This sucks so much...would love to get one of those bastards in my coils. I'd...I'd squeeze him till...no, I'd eat him. I'd...enjoy him sliding down my throat, and..."<br/><br/>With a heavy sigh, Tiss curls back up on herself, trying to rest as comfortably as possible when trapped in a cage. It had been a boring few days, broken only by the fervent wishing of 'not being picked' for whatever in the heck it was they were dragging people off for.<br/><br/>"How in the hell did they ever get me...I don't understand. Just the light, and then, suddenly, here....this sucks..."