Getting Your Bearings

You walk out of the cave. Like there's anything ELSE to do.

The cave, of course, is set on a hill, overlooking a green, tree-choked valley. You find that you could probably spend a whole lot of useless time trying to figure out what the heck these trees are, or trying to find someone to help you out, but it's what's IN the valley that quickly attracts your attention.

It's a city, it appears. You don't know a thing about architechture, but your chiton, your robes, the fact that you're no longer wearing undergarments, and the looks of the city below confirm your suspicions that you are indeed in Ancient Greece.

Well, you think to yourself. Ah...if my clothes are changed, and my location's changed, well...maybe I speak Greek, too.

Unlikely, but it keeps you from panicking.

You look over to the west. The sun's already setting. It's likely going to get pretty dark pretty soon, but despite the gloom, you can still make out the outline of a road leading up through the hills. However, the city does wait below...maybe you can try and figure out what's going on there.

So, what's the call?

Written by Dark Aries (edited by wanderer)

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