<div class="floatleft">(http://s23.postimg.org/eiv32yjs7/Darius_Headshot.jpg)<div class="floatleft"> Name: Darius<br/>Mood/Feeling: Cold and confused<br/>~~~~~~~~~~<br/>Shivering on the ground, Darius slowly awakened. Slowly getting his bearings, he realized there where no bearings to get. Still dressed in his tan mage's tunic as he was studying when he fell asleep, he sat up and dusted off his arms as they were exposed to the damp earthen ground. His signature summoner's cloak, however, was NOT. He had taken it off to use as a sheet to keep warm in his studies, but it was not with him now. Sure wish he had it… Using the cold stone wall, Darius worked his way up to his feet, brushing dust off of his attire, and fixing up his pompadour hair.<br/><br/>While there were a few torches and candles around the…<em>room? No, cave. Something in between...</em> it casted deep shadows in his direction, making it difficult to see or be seen. Dusting his hands off, he stretches his arms a bit. <em>Let there be light.</em> He snapped his fingers with his right hand, leaving his dominant left open if he needed it.<br/><br/>…click...<br/><br/>Nothing… Darius looks down at his hand crossly. He snapped twice, with no change in effect. Switching hands he tried again, and even doubled up. Taking his gloves off even...<br/><br/>As a chorus of snaps and clicks echoed in the room, an unsettling truth slowly washed over his mind, and subsequently his face. His magic was null. But… how? He has had his magic turned off (for lack of a better term) before, both in training and as a victim of pranks. But he still felt his magical energy WITHIN him, but unable to access it? Any dampeners or traps around here?<br/><br/>Frantically, he looked around the room, searching for both magic seals and exits. To the best of his knowledge, which is high for both subjects, he found none. He did see a table in the middle of the room, and decided to make a break for it. <em>At least, in the middle I can see what's coming first.</em> As he started to sprint towards the middle of the room, he saw the silhouette of a young woman headed towards his destination. <em>Shit, maybe the noise from my failed spell attracted some attention...</em> He ducked and then scuttled towards the table instead, mixing in a few combat rolls and slides. They were probably were useless, but it made him feel better.<br/><br/>As he slid next to the table, he noticed that it did not exactly have legs, and it was apparently a combination of slabs of rock. He pulled his head over the top, using his hands to steady him on the slanted surface on the edge. He peered at the table, and suddenly looked inquisitively at the winding, near black draconic emblem that was emblazoned on the surface top. <em>I wonder what this is? Do I recognize this from anywhere?</em> Knowing what an incantation surface looked like, he quickly removed his hands from the table. <em>Yeah, no…. I like my hands where they are… attached…</em><br/><br/>Hearing a scuffling of bare feet headed towards the table, he dives underneath his side. Peering around the table's base, he took a peek, trying to see who or what was coming, and if it was going to eat him. He saw a set of long feminine <em>HUMAN!</em> legs, with a ragged cloth skirt with a length falling around the knees. With his current placement angle, he was also able to see a bit up her skirt, emphasizing a tight butt with agile thighs.<br/><br/><em>Damn, I'd keep her warm at night for sure. ...Ehem… Dammit, now's not the time for this to kick in...</em><br/><br/>Shifting back underneath the table, Darius noticed that the lady was peering at… whatever that is on the table… Her body language says confused, maybe she's looking for a way out as well. <em>Might as well introduce myself, huh? Okay, back straight, gentle smile, firm handshake. Let's do dis..</em>. He crept backwards about six crawling steps before approaching, hopefully keeping out of an attack range.<br/><br/>"Ehem!" As he began to rise up from his hiding spot, peering over the table, probably frightening the poor lady. He placed his hands outstretched forwards and upwards, to show he had no malicious intent nor tricks up his sleeves. Well, he didn't have sleeves, but still… "Excuse me miss. I am Darius d'Sanguine Evokas Vancypants Galantus III of the Vancypants bloodline. While I doubt that you do, I was wondering if by chance you knew where we are and an exit. …And if you were aware of your current state of undress…"<br/><br/>…<br/><br/>"…Don't eat me…"</div></div>