Dwayne opened his eyes and rapidly shook his head from side to side. His head hurt. He tried to rub his eyes but something was restraining his hands. He felt odd. Sort of like he was naked. "Shit, where's my spellbook?" he thought. He then looked around and realized that he actually was naked, though the missing spellbook part bothered him more. He managed to make out some other people. They were in the same boat as him, both figuratively, and based on the swaying of the room, literally.<br/><br/>Thoughts raced in his mind. "What's going on? Why me? Who are these people here? Why me? Oh right, because for some ineffable reason, I ran 'towards' the screaming. Idiot!"<br/><br/>He tried to face palm, but the rope held him back once more. He took a deep breath and sighed. On the bright side, he was alive. He wondered what would happen next. As he did so, he tried to scratch his head, only to be thwarted a third time by his new nemesis. "Oh for gods' sake!" he said out loud as he instinctively channeled his connection to the ocean and attempted to burn the rope tying his right hand.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dwayne Dowtry (Exploiter Wizard 1)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=747379)<br/><br/>Active Effects: Tied up and naked<br/><br/>Actions: Spark (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/s/spark) SLA on rope</div></div>