Frostbound

Chris

When the timer ticked to zero, my vision went black and I felt the same sensation as I had 90 days prior.

Teleportation.

The room I appeared in was different than the one I was expecting. It wasn't the nauseatingly bright white that I thought it would be. It had rocky walls that had a molten orange glow to them.

Like they were illuminated by the lava underneath, and there was a slight heat to it that matched that description.

My survey of the room was quick as I swiveled and looked for threats. The bare rockface was the same all around, four identical walls filling my view topped off by a rocky ground and ceiling.

Before I could question the bare room I was placed inside, a person appeared in the center. I wasn't an expert on monster biology, but I would bet a hefty amount of money that the horns and scales dotting the man were draconic in origin.

There wasn't a way for me to tell if they were real draconic parts, but they felt different than anything I had ever seen. I wasn't certain if it was the horns that were the root of the feeling, or the person itself, but it was difficult to focus on.

Something was pressing on my mind as I stood there, almost like I couldn't handle being in the same room as what was in front of me.

Other than the horns, there were a few more alterations that made the person distinctly not human. Or not pure human. With the alterations people could make that was going to be difficult to observe. With all the odd powers out there, it was impossible to tell if this was dragon in human form, or a human with dragon modifications, or something else entirely, I couldn't rule out that option.

While I looked my new companion over and walked around the room, it started to speak... at the wall.

"Congratulations, participant, for surviving the tutorial."