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« on: March 06, 2016, 03:46:24 pm »
"I'll give you the quick version - we're in a castle called Anglefork, which is in a kingdom called Benzerwald, I think. It's being beseiged by an army of around 600ish stoatmen, which are basically people with really short limbs and unnaturally flexible spines. Not sure why they're doing it, and I'm not sure how many of them are alive right now since one of us went on a bit of a killing spree among their ranks. We people from earth got summoned here by their version of wizards, called minders. We're not exactly normal; we may or may not be the souls of our former selves possessing a magical material made up of rats. I haven't quite figured out the details yet, and I'm not really going to bother because there doesn't seem to be a way of getting back and my life was kinda shitty anyway. So yeah, good luck. Oh, and if you hurt yourself, bleeding doesn't seem to hurt us as much as it would other people. I got impaled through the kidney recently and I'm fine."