towerofanimus | Lost within the Tower

Characters: Brunwulf and you!
Setting: Room 1-04, Floor 32, Cafeteria
Format: Either.
Summary: Brunwulf arrives in the Tower and wakes up not knowing where he is.
Warnings: Possible angst and violence.

Room 1-04

[Brunwulf's eyes snapped open, as he nearly fell out of his own bed. His eyes darted around the new environment and he felt panicked. Where was he and how did he get here? Was he knocked out by bandits or maybe the Thalmor had imprisoned him inside this place? He walked up to the door and pressed his hands on the cool stone wall. The whole room looked circular in shape. Was he in some kind of tower? He growled and paced around the room a few times. Curse those damn elves! They would get nothing out of him! Brunwulf knew that it was not uncommon for Nords to be kidnapped and tortured against their will by the Thalmor.

Then, he felt it. His neck. What in Ysmir's beard was around his neck? A collar? He tried to yank it off but it was useless. Anger was rising within him at this degredation he was facing. Trapped inside a room with a collar around his neck. He was no animal! He knew the Thalmor often treated Nords like animals or savages. Yet, he was the Dragonborn! He slammed both hands heavily against the door. Would someone here him?]

Floor Thirty Two

[A floor that was all too familiar to Brunwulf. Trees, fresh air and a lake to fish or bathe in. He walked towards the open area filled with a variety of plants and picked a mushroom up. He dared not eat it in case the mushrooms here were poisonous. He was no longer in Skyrim, so could not make such an easy judgement. Besides, he was no alchemist or mage, so did not know one mushroom from the next. He tended to opt for buying potions from merchants, rather than making them himself.

He let the cool breeze wash over his rugged features, as he gazed up at the sky. He didn't feel like being trapped within a tower now. It was rather surreal, having an open air area within a stone tower. Did anyone else venture here to get away from the confinements within?]

Cafeteria

[Brunwulf saw other people eating within the dining hall. It seemed like some sort of eating area or food hall. Yet, the food looked nothing like he would eat at home. Where was the roaring fires and the roasting meat spinning around slowly on the spit? He narrowed his eyes in distaste. How could people eat this filth? He looked at someone's plate and wondered if that was all he could eat. He pushed past some residents and slammed his fist onto the counter of the serving counter. Someone might attend to him now surely.]

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[Taiki was grabbing a few nutrient bars, as he usually did, getting a few in the morning so he didn't have to travel all the way down to the cafeteria many times a day.

He jumped as a big scary man slammed his fists against the counter, blinking up at him from where he stood. His eyes were red, as if he had been crying. And he had been, on realising that Haldir had disappeared, an empty trunk and a grave stone left in his place.] Sorry... Are you okay?

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[Brunwulf span around to meet the gaze of the young boy. His eyes were rather blood shot and the big Nord could see that clearly. Crying? Why was he so upset?]

Nay, I am not. I have been brought to this tower against my will and now we are forced to eat this oatmeal. Only a horse would touch. [He growled and looked down at the small lad.] Are you alright?

Sorry... [He blinked sadly] You have to eat this first... I'd say that once you have you can eat anything... but sorry... It's Jason's month... [He seemed to realise the newcomer wouldn't know what that meant, so held up the nutrient bar he held.]

I'm okay... sorry... [He wiped at his eyes] If you eat that... I could help you find some fruit... there's some in the forest...

Jason? Who is that? Is that who is in charge of the tower? [If so, Brunwulf wanted to meet this Jason and give him a piece of his mind.] Fruit? Where is this forest?

Sort of... um I mean... there are four of them... He is in charge this month... The forest is on one of the higher floors... I can take you there... if you want...

[ The tower has a giant armored guardian, it would seem. The guardian is some 8 feet tall and clad in all concealing war-plate. He looks down, and Brunwulf is gazed at by red eye-slits that seem almost accusatory, the guardian's bodlanguage seemingly on the edge of violence, if not directly threatening. ]

[Brunwulf gripped his greatsword, as he looked up at the huge armoured figure. He looked like something out of the Dwarven ruins with his huge appearance and strong armour. Had he stumbled upon a remnant of the Dwarven ruins?]

I mean you no harm, warrior. I am Brunwulf Bear-Claw of Skyrim. [He waited for the huge warrior to speak.]

I am Cerberus... and I am a Legion of One. [ He says the words with a touch of regret coloring his deep, sonorous voice, as if he would once have responded with a different name and different allegiance. Though it pains his hears, he serves only Malcador and the Emperor, now, his brotherhood is sundered. ]

I do not fear harm, though you appear... of a feral world. That is good. [ They breed strong warriors, after all. ]

I have not seen you in the Tower before. The larger, or the smaller.

Cerberus? Legion? [He didn't like the word Legion, as it sounded too much like the Imperials.] My world is a cold, harsh land where Nords dwell amongst other races. I am a Nord and a warrior of Skyrim. That is the land which I hail from.

I have just arrived here. Although, I am lost.

[Since Yotsuba had a sling and a sling-pouch attached to a sling she wore, she could go exploring on her own now without worrying too much about the monsters, if she was careful and hid herself when she saw a few coming. Yotsuba had taken the elevator down to the twenty-fifth floor and was planning to head as far down as she could before she had to go back. While this meant that she would eventually go into the graveyard and be sad at what she found there, she was, right now, still quite happy going down each floor..but when she saw a huge, scary-looking man covered in armor, she paused, looking at them.]

Are you a bad person?!

[If he was, she'd have to run away really quickly, or she would be killed! She didn't want to die at all!]

[Brunwulf turned around at the small voice directed at him. What he saw was a small girl who had green hair. Odd.]

That all depends on what your definition of bad is. Are you a resident of this tower and if so, do you know a way out of here?

[Almost everything about Yotsuba was odd. However, she gave the huge person a suspicious glance and took two steps back. The last person who had given her an answer similar to that had burned and beaten her to death..but maybe he was like Lucifel and just asking.]

"If you've hurt someone..or killed someone without a..apologizing, that would make you bad! So would lying! Oh..and stealing ice cream! Yotsuba doesn't know what a resident is, but there's no way out! The bad people have pulled us all here!"

I only kill if I have to, or if the need is just. [He's killed many but only because they attacked him. Imperials, well, they were the enemy of Skyrim.]

Are you new to this tower also, boy?

But..did you apologize to them?! [This, oddly enough, was a bit more important to her than the killing right now. Not that she was happy with the fact that he wasn't straightforward about his motives.]

And Yotsuba's a girl! I've been here for a looong time!

I know.

*That's all that's offered from this man, another built like a warrior but wearing nothing that looks even the slightest bit combat-practical.

Enoch sighs and collects his nutrition bars for this meal.*

Jason doesn't do anything at all with his food. There should be more variety next month.

Jason? I hear this name often spoken by the people here. Is he in charge of this tower? [Brunwulf suspected that this Jason wasn't a liked character.]

I am Brunwulf Bear-Claw. Well met, friend. Who might you be?

This month, he is. *He'd elaborate, but, introductions first since Brunwulf started them.*

My name is Enoch. I'd welcome you to the tower, but you've no doubt seen it isn't a very welcoming place.

Lost within the Tower

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