DM Training Ground—You Are In A Room (Reboot, Reboot)

"I am Zuli," Zuli says without much interest. "I too would like to know about that blasted black mare." She eyes the cart, clearly unimpressed. She turns to Clementine, "The bodies just disappeared, not even a scent remains of them." She sniffs, then asks the satyr, "Tell me, do the bodies always disappear like that? Is it the same way with animals?" 

 "do you have any arrows"

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They disappear behind the counter for a second, and produce something that can only be described as an assortment of limbs. It's labeled "The Cross-Species Centipede". They hand it to you. "Is this good?" They pause when they see you, Clementine. "What is wrong, Clementine? Can I help with anything?"

 “Oh, uh no! I’m good! This is… great. Honestly, this is just what I wanted.” Clementine is trying her best to act cheerful. She’s doing alright.

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(LOL is she sad because the bodies are gone?)

 (No…)

"Hello Darklis, Agnomally, Zuli." The satyr waves at them warmly. "I mainly sell things I pick up around the road, which normally come down to interesting rocks, small weapons, and the occasional treasure or two. I'm sure you can also see I have a collection of curiosities, such as that one," they point over to the combined assortment of taxidermy limbs that Clementine is holding. "And I think you have already asked me where we are. We are in between the cities of everywhere and nowhere." Looking at you, Zuli, the satyr looks perplexed. "Now I don't know anything about those bodies, as I have never seen a dead person before. But, I eat meat, so I assume that animals don't disappear. About those arrows..." They disappear behind the counter again, and pop back up with a neatly bundled bolt of 20 normal arrows. "I hope these will suit your fancy." They hand The Hunter the arrows. "As for the horsseeee...." The satyr trails off, elongating each syllable progressively as if their words were melting. You see their eyes well up with black goo as it starts to roll down their cheeks like tears. Though you're not sure when it started, the faint sound of static can be heard in the suddenly stagnant and stuffy air.The "Cross-Species Centipede" that Clementine is holding and the bolt of arrows that was handed to The Hunter explode with the same black goo. It pools on the floor, bubbling up and bursting like many tiny blisters. Then, everything starts to melt, becoming ice cream on a hot day. The sky, the horizon, the floor, the satyr and their cart all melt until the only thing is left is a black void. The sound of static grows increasingly louder, and you can't tell what direction it's coming from. Suddenly, when the static seems like it has reached a fever pitch, everything stops.

You all find yourselves standing where you were before, right in front of the door you came in through. You're standing in the middle of a giant field of wild grasses. There's a dirt road, winding through more hills of grass. Occasionally, in the distance, you'll see small clusters of trees and bushes, providing shade to those that travel on the road. The cool breeze carries the smell of summer on its back, accompanied by the sound of grass rustling in the wind. It seems peaceful. The only form of life that you can see, other than the natural flora, is a single black horse grazing on a hill in the distance, and bees going diligently from grass stalk to grass stalk looking for wildflowers to pollinate, but finding none.

“Did we just reset?” Agnomally starts toward the road and begins to walk down it, the opposite direction of the satyr. “We should probably try something different- let’s go this way!”

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"Hello Darklis, Agnomally, Zuli." The satyr waves at them warmly. "I mainly sell things I pick up around the road, which normally come down to interesting rocks, small weapons, and the occasional treasure or two. I'm sure you can also see I have a collection of curiosities, such as that one," they point over to the combined assortment of taxidermy limbs that Clementine is holding. "And I think you have already asked me where we are. We are in between the cities of everywhere and nowhere." Looking at you, Zuli, the satyr looks perplexed. "Now I don't know anything about those bodies, as I have never seen a dead person before. But, I eat meat, so I assume that animals don't disappear. About those arrows..." They disappear behind the counter again, and pop back up with a neatly bundled bolt of 20 normal arrows. "I hope these will suit your fancy." They hand The Hunter the arrows. "As for the horsseeee...." The satyr trails off, elongating each syllable progressively as if their words were melting. You see their eyes well up with black goo as it starts to roll down their cheeks like tears. Though you're not sure when it started, the faint sound of static can be heard in the suddenly stagnant and stuffy air.The "Cross-Species Centipede" that Clementine is holding and the bolt of arrows that was handed to The Hunter explode with the same black goo. It pools on the floor, bubbling up and bursting like many tiny blisters. Then, everything starts to melt, becoming ice cream on a hot day. The sky, the horizon, the floor, the satyr and their cart all melt until the only thing is left is a black void. The sound of static grows increasingly louder, and you can't tell what direction it's coming from. Suddenly, when the static seems like it has reached a fever pitch, everything stops.

You all find yourselves standing where you were before, right in front of the door you came in through. You're standing in the middle of a giant field of wild grasses. There's a dirt road, winding through more hills of grass. Occasionally, in the distance, you'll see small clusters of trees and bushes, providing shade to those that travel on the road. The cool breeze carries the smell of summer on its back, accompanied by the sound of grass rustling in the wind. It seems peaceful. The only form of life that you can see, other than the natural flora, is a single black horse grazing on a hill in the distance, and bees going diligently from grass stalk to grass stalk looking for wildflowers to pollinate, but finding none.

 “We’ll that’s… great…” Clementine starts off into the field of bushes and trees.

Zuli shrugs glancing from Agnomally to Clementine. After a moment, she follows Clementine, finding the field and trees more to her liking than the road. 

Darklis rubs her chin, while she has never had the world melt around her before, being reset was nothing new to her, "Well, all we have to do is ignore that." She points at the horse.

the hunter also goes down the road

Darklis follows the others

(Ok, just to be clear, Clementine and Zuli are going through the grass and trees, and The Hunter and Agnomally are both going along the road, away from where the cart was. Whose group are you going with, Darklis?)

(Oops for some reason I thought they were all going the same way.)

Darklis will go whichever is farther from the horse.

(That would be with Agnomally and The Hunter.)

Agnomlly, The Hunter, and Darklis, you all decide to turn the other way and walk along the road. After about five minutes of walking, in front of you is the familiar sight of the colorful carriage and its shiny, white horse. A little further down the road stands the entrance door. As you pass the carriage, the satyr driving it shouts in your direction, "Ma'am, noonretfa doog!" They have a very thick accent, one that you can't quite put your finger on. They stop the carriage, the horse huffing once.

Zuli and Clementine, you start making your way through the field of wild grasses. You notice that the further you walk, the taller the grasses get. After a minute, they've gone from shin-level up to your waists, after a minute more they're at your shoulders. Do you want to keep pushing through?

Zuli feels right at home amidst the tall grasses, though she has a feeling this is not a good sign judging by what happened when she rushed at the horse. Nevertheless, she decides to push on, placing herself in front of Clementine hopefully making it easier for Clementine to proceed by traveling in Zuli's wake. 

Darklis shouts back, "I'm sorry! I missed what you said! Can you repeat that please?" She continues towards the carriage.

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Zuli feels right at home amidst the tall grasses, though she has a feeling this is not a good sign judging by what happened when she rushed at the horse. Nevertheless, she decides to push on, placing herself in front of Clementine hopefully making it easier for Clementine to proceed by traveling in Zuli's wake. 

 Much appreciated, Clementine was going to suggest that. “You want to keep going? Ok! Um, let’s not die I guess.”

Zuli shrugs, “I’d rather traverse the grasses than travel the road. I have a feeling that if this goes poorly, the worst we have to fear is teleportation back to that blasted door.”  

"!ma'am ,gninrom doog ,dias I," they repeat, looking at you, Darklis. They then glance at Agnomally, then at The Hunter. "?edir a deen uoy oD ?llew sa erehwoN fo noitcerid eht ni ffo gniog uoy erA .ris dna ,ma'am dnA" 

Zuli, you push forward, with Clementine following closely behind. The grass has grown so high, it's over both of your heads. It's dark, very little light shined through the dense rye grass. You push forward. You feel as if for only a second your feet are no longer under your control. You push forward, and off a giant cliff. Bursting through the rye, the two of you are falling. The ground is an impossibly long way down, and in the distance, you see the familiar sight of the colorful carriage and its shiny, white horse.

"no thank you i would not like a ride"

“I would! Oh. dluow I naem I .em esucxE” Agnomally tries to copy his linguistics.