Knightling
Hadley's Hope Pioneer
Pulling the needles out of his arm, Dirk made his way through the street, trying to ignore the strange looks he received. "Did I get kidnapped? Drugged?" He muttered to himself. Aside from the glass tube, there had been nothing in that small room to indicate what had happened. With his weapons and clothing gone, he now made his way towards the forest with nothing but a lab coat. He wanted answers, but first he was going to get back to the castle, for he felt very vulnerable at the moment. Dirk gripped the coat tighter as he stepped into the edge of the forest, the pine needles sticking to his feet since his skin was still slimy and wet. "I need a beer.." he muttered to himself.