The experimental part of this will be that there is no Character sheet and there is no limit of players; The noly requirement is your time and commitment.
Surrounding you is what could only be described as a Void... The darkest black you could ever imagine. You're not even sure if you exist or not in this..... Darkness.
Suddenly, what must be thousands of cards appear in front of you, all face down--or at least you think-- and all a different shade of one color or another. The assortment stretches for as far as you can see in every direction, including up and down.
Choose a color.
*As a side note, please try not to all pick the same color, it will make this very difficult if that is to happen. Choosing the same color as someone else is fine, but please try not to follow a pattern if you see one forming. Like I said, ANY color you can think of*
I store the arrow with the others in my quiver and keep up with the group. I don't plan to speak unless I am spoken to or told that it is safe to talk. I nod as thanks for the arrow.
Same pattern, just two different colors. Psssh Wait you!
Legion: "To the North. Now if you would, please follow the finely dressed man to your left." You look to the left and there is a truely finely dressed man there, looking at you.
DV:
Something tells you to follow the drums.
Rip: There is a flash, and you are on a canoe. It is travelling rapid down a wide, raging river, and you can see a white line of froth ahead.
SD:
You eventually come to a VERY big Oak tree. The black figures start filing into a man-sized hole underneath it.
Rip: It seems to be a line of frothing water, and past that line all you can see is sky and forest down and away.
Sonic: "Ah.Well here, let us take care of you." Two men come with a stretcher, and one pours something down your throat. You start feeling drowsy and are eventually asleep. You wake up in a bed. Looking around, the walls are made of animal hide and there is a small fire burning in the center of the room. You can hear commotion outside the one flap in the tent-like construction.
Zyba: Something compels you to touch a rock.
Legion: The King nods at you, then you follow the man through many grand hallways lined with paintings of many men (all kingly or at least royal-looking), then you come to an Onyx-studded door. "Your room will be just through there."
SD: You file in and indeed it does eventually open to a large underground cavern. There is all kinds of commotion and stands laid across the cavern.
