artemisdakkster (artemisdakkster) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2013-01-25 15:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | artemis shadowdak : artemisdakkster, thorin oakenshield : khazad-king |
Who: Artemis Shadowdak
When: As we speak
Where: A hallway of the Tardis
What: New Arrival
Warnings: Could get messy?
Shadowdak woke with a start, leaping to his feet and placing a hand to his dagger belt he surveyed his surroundings. Where in the world was he? The machines and architecture around him looked Goblin in craftsmanship, but it was too clean. Possibly gnomish, but the buttons and cogitators were too high. Then his heart would have sunk. A human prison or stronghold? But how did he get there? He was in the Hinterlands, about to strike a scout. Did he get ambushed? He was too cautious for that, maybe a spell was cast at him. It was then he realised he was in the middle of a long corridor. Exposed.
He darted to the nearest sliver of shadow and crouched, listening… sniffing the air… It all felt so alien, to him. There was no trace of Alliance pipeweed on the air, no smells of war or decay, no campfires. Where was he?