Part 5: Awakening
> You cast firebolt at the tentacle monster.
You take a deep breath, close your eyes, and cast firebolt at the monster. The flames hit the red tentacle, but they have little effect. The creature squeezes tighter and smashes Goliath into the wall, killing him instantly.
"We should run," Galik says, sprinting towards the exit.
You take one last look at Goliath before leaving.
You sprint through the cave, making it to the exit in just a few seconds.
You find yourself at the edge of a canyon with a river flowing just below. The water is flowing quite rapidly, and you can hear the sound of waterfalls not too far away. You look around and see that you're on a narrow path, with cliffs on either side.
"Keep your balance," Galik says, balancing himself.
You take the first few steps gingerly, but quickly gain confidence in your footing. You take long, sure steps. You keep your eyes on Galik the entire time, watching as the torrent of water gets closer and closer. You slowly move towards Galik, reaching the narrow part of the path. You look down. The river is raging, and you get the impression that if you were to fall off, you wouldn't have a good chance of surviving. The others in your party follow you closely. All of you are nervous, and none of you dare say a word.
You can feel the tension rising as you get closer to the end of the path. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, you step off the Cliffside Path onto a small patch of grassland. You let out a sigh of relief, and your fellow adventurers do likewise. "Whew, that was pretty scary," you say nervously.
"I'll say," Galik agrees. "I don't know how many times I almost fell off."
"You did great," you say. "It can be easy to lose concentration and fall if you don't stay focused. The trick is not look at the ground."
You arrive at the base of the cliffs, where the grassland meets a small forest. You walk into the forest, and take a break. The rest of your party goes off to find wood for a fire. You sit down against a tree and close your eyes. Sometime later, you open your eyes and ask "Is the fire ready?"
"Yeah, come and grab some if you want," Galik says.
"Go ahead," I say. "I'll get some later."
You watch them walk away, and think about Goliath. He died a few hours ago. You can't believe it. He was so strong, so brave. And now he's dead. You sigh, and stand up. You have to talk with the others.
You reach the campfire, and see that everyone has a seat. You stand and wait for them to notice you. After a few minutes, they do. "Come on, sit down," says Galik. You open your mouth to speak, but you're so nervous that all that comes out is a weak croak. You try again. This time, your voice is stronger. "I think we should talk about Goliath." The others all agree.
"Yes, we should," says Galik. "We'll miss him."
"I... I feel sad," you say.
"It's OK to be sad," says Gabri.
After a pause, Galik stands up, and raises a glass bottle full of a clear liquid. "To Goliath!" he shouts, and downs the contents of the bottle. The rest of your companions do likewise, and soon the empty bottle is tossed into the fire. You down your drink, and find it's warming effect very welcome.
"Right then," says Gabri. "Who's taking first watch?"
You all decide who will be on watch, and who will sleep. Someone shakes you awake some time later. "Your turn for watch," they say. All around you, your companions are fast asleep, snoring loudly. You groggily stand up and walk outside. You don't feel sleepy at all. You look up at the moon, then around you, surveying your surroundings. After a few minutes, you head back inside to keep warm, and sit down next to the fire to stay warm until it's time to wake the next person for their watch. You quickly fall asleep, and begin to dream...
You are stood, naked, in a huge, empty white room. You know you are dreaming, and try to wake yourself up. You try to speak, but no sound comes out. Suddenly, the walls of the room melt away, and you find yourself standing on a narrow walkway surrounding a huge pit. Thousands of figures surround you, their faces masked, wearing red robes. They hold books in their hands, and they begin to shout and scream at you. The sound is terrifying, like a whirlwind approaching, growing louder and louder. You back away from the edge of the pit and fall over, and one by one, the figures in red begin to jump over the edge. You try to scream, but again no sound comes out. Instead, you find yourself standing in the center of a red-robed faceless horde, all jumping into the pit around you...
You awake with a start. Something is different. The air feels heavier, more intense. Your skin begins to tingle and you feel... Hungry. A strange urge floods into your mind. You feel an overpowering desire to sink your teeth into the neck of the sleeping Halfling next to you. You know it would be so easy to reach over and do it...
You shake your head and stand up, walking outside. There's a chill in the air, and the half moon is shrouded by thick dark clouds. You shiver, despite the cold, and begin to walk away from camp. You have to get away. The desire is overwhelming, and you feel like a drink of the Halfling's blood would sate it...
You scream out loud and throw a rock into the forest, watching it disappear into the trees. Still, the desire is there, filling your mind with dark thoughts and images. The corners of your vision are tinted red, and you feel an emptiness in your chest, like part of you has been scooped out and replaced with malice. You take a deep breath, try to focus your mind, and...
Finally, after several minutes, the feeling subsides. You take a deep breath and find that you're sweating profusely. It's the demon blood inside you. The demonic influence is affecting you, and it's getting stronger. You know you have to do something, but you don't want to leave your friends behind. They're all you have in this world...
A rustle of leaves interrupts your thoughts. You look up, and see a hooded figure standing on top of the hill, looking down at you. By their stature and build, they seem to be a man, but their face is obscured by the darkness inside the hood. Still, you feel like this person is looking into your soul.
You reach for your dagger, but realize you've left it in the tent. You look behind you, and see your friends are still fast asleep in the camp. The figure does not move, but instead raises their arms at you in a menacing way and breaks into laughter. It's a cruel sound that chills you to the bone.
"So!" the figure says, it's voice deep and foreboding. "It seems the demonic blood runs through you."
"W-who are you?" you ask. "What do you want?"
"Many things," the figure says, the laugh still lingering. "But for now, I'm here to welcome you into the fold. The demonic realm sends its regards and offers an alliance to bring forth the apocalypse. We have great plans for you."
You feel a new sense of power welling up inside you. You raise your hands and see them begin to emanate a dark red glow.
The hooded demon laughs again. "Your birthright has been long hidden from you. Thanks to our intervention, the chains of servitude have fallen off and you are free to use your power. You now have the ability to change your form into that of a demon. Try it."
You concentrate hard, focusing on your new found talent. You feel your body twist and contort, your face stretching and growing horns. You raise your hand up to your face and see black claws where your fingers used to be. A black tail, thin and whiplike, swishes behind you.
The figure continues. "We can offer you revenge on the world of man. We can offer you a kingdom of your own to rule and destroy and raise undead armies. We can offer you power unimaginable. All we ask in return is your allegiance and your service."
A twisted scepter appears in the hooded figure's hand. It resembles a spine of some great beast with a large gem as its crown.
You stand there for a moment, feeling your new demonic powers well up inside you.
A. Accept his offer.
B. Reject his offer.
C. Attack him.