Caught.
That was the first thought the young gnome had on waking, and it’s a hard one to shake.
Dwyn watched the others introduce themselves. "Dwyn", was all she said to the strangers. She followed their lead, but tried to keep her back to the wall as much as she could.
After everyone else had taken the object in front of them, Dwyn reached out for the necklace.
She accepted help to climb up, and found herself in a room bigger than she’d ever been in. She tried to hide her unfamiliarity, but anyone near her would have heard a small gasp.
OOC:
Going to switch to present tense now that it’s caught up.
While the others rifle through the weaponry, Dwyn helps herself to one of the swords.
A bit bigger than I’d like, she thinks,
but it’ll have to do. She notices Jorem clutching the makeshift dagger.
Smart. These folks look like they can handle themselves. It’ll be good to have them onside if trouble comes.
If. Who was she kidding?
When.
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