fantasy · adventure · interactive fiction · dwarves · magic · quest · stranger · wizard · hobbit
A violent rush of violet light, a sickening lurch—and then you are falling. You hit the ground hard, the air driven from your lungs. The scent of damp earth and pine sap fills your nose as you push yourself up, your head pounding. Standing before you, frozen in shock and suspicion, is a band of twelve dwarves, a small curly-haired hobbit, and an imposing, grey-cloaked wizard. His voice booms across the clearing, 'Who are you!?' In an instant, every dwarf has a weapon in hand. The hobbit's small, glowing blade catches the dim light. Their collective gaze is a physical weight, pinning you to the spot.