: Jax :

I open my eyes and am both suddenly in a cave and standing up with no pain. Looking about I find that I feel like I am here but I also don’t?

Odd.

Glancing about i see a few clusters of nests. And I know they are nests as each has at least one occupant curled up asleep. Each of the figures looks to be reptilian in overall nature. Slightly like a humanoid alligator. They have green scales and scutes of a dark brown. They are not wearing anything, but they are dubbed with paints and a few even have bone piercings. I’m not sure how but I can tell that all of those here are male.

After a few moments of just watching the figures I notice a light coming from a bit further in the cave. Naturally I walk towards it. The cave seems to be ovoid. About 30ft or so. With a few different ledges and paths coming in and out of the cave. For some reason things feel a bit off. Then it hits me, the only light I see is coming from this one passage. There is no other sources of light. But I was able to see even the minute details of the sleeping figures.

Approaching the passage with caution I notice that I’m not in my body. Or at least that the body that I am in is not my own. It looks to be one of the gator people. This one has purple staining his forearms and red squiggles on the back of both hands. Looking down I notice that each of his claws are well maintained and sharp.

Shrugging at this oddity I continue forward. After entering the passage and walking for a bit I see a hide curtin over the mouth of another passage. Walking forward I brush it aside and find myself before a group of female gator folk. A few are in front of a very large pot talking quietly. More are lounging about on simple but neat nests. In the back of the room I notice another room connecting to this one with sand on the floor. As soon as I am seen a hiss sounds out and a burly female with a few orange streaks along her snout quickly comes forward.

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“Kriss, what are you doing here in the females room?” she is soon joined by a few other females with orange along their snouts.

“Ugh. I uh. . . . .look this might sound odd but I’m not Kriss.” I start to blab a bit. “I mean I was just taking a bath a moment ago and now I wake up here and I don’t mean to offend you or anything but. I am not one of you.”

They narrow their eyes and then one of the females that were at the pot comes forward.

“You say that you are not of us?” she has graying scales and her eyes are milky. My best guess would be that she is an elder of sort.

“hmmm yeah. I’m actually human.”

The guards look to the elder as she contemplates this. After a moment or so she seems to comes to a conclusion.

“why are you here, and what is a human?” she asks while a few more females start to gather around.

“see, that’s the thing.” I say with a shrug. “I don’t know why I am here. I was just taking a bath and the next thing I know I wake up in the cave over there and I am in this body.” I gesture down.

“Kriss was one who was supposed to develop magical talent but as far as we know never did.”

“Well I’m new the whole magics thing. Heck before I was summoned I had no idea there even was magic.”

With my mention of being summoned the elders eyes widen and then next thing I know the orange guards have me on the ground.

“Begone Spirit!” with a shout and a few quick hand signs the elder forms a ball of white glowing magic and slams it into my chest.

Fearing for my life I just stay still.

After a few moments the elder looks at me expectantly.

“umm. . . . yeah . . . I’m-I’m still here . . . . . “

With a narrowing of the eyes the elder makes a gesture to the guard and I feel a fist impacting the side of my head.

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With a start I wake up in the tub.

I suck in a breath between my teeth at the pain. For the most part the water seems to be helping but I am still in pain.

Ok. . . . . . that was odd

Why? Was that a dream?

And why do I still have a raging boner!?