Re: C.Y.O.A.S. - Sigil
''Yes, this is the City of Doors. They must have people popping out of portals all the time. As long as I keep my wits about me I should be fine.'' With that thought, you step in.
Casting a wide glance all around you, you instantly commit the area to memory. You then pick a direction at random and start walking, outwardly appearing to be casually making your way to your destination, while inwardly observing your surroundings, extracting as much information from them as you can.
Your senses of sight and smell are immediatly assaulted by the city. Smell, because, well, it stinks here. The distict odors of blood, filth, smog, and other things you have neither the ability nor the desire to identify mix together to form something uniquely unpleasant.
Your sight, however, is taken simply by the unusual geometry. You already knew that Sigil was built on the inside of a torus, or ring. Of course, passively knowing something and experiencing it are two very different things. ''As soon as I have a moment to myself, I'll have to observe this more fully. Right now though, I can't let it distract me.''
The people around you are quite diverse. Some glance your way in mild curiosity; most don't seem to care. There are some humans, few elves, dwarves, some planetouched - mostly tieflings, a few humanoids that you don't recognize...
Some of the people are standing and chating together in groups of three or four, others walk along by themselves. One group standing near an alley are sneaking you and your coin purse some ''subtle'' glances. They might as well have the word ''pickpocket'' branded on their foreheads for all the difference it would make to you. You look them right in the eyes, and suddenly they don't seem to think you'd make such a good target anymore. Over on the other side of the street, a rotund man is arguing vigorously at some humanoid being you've never seen before. It has yellow-tan skin, white hair, goat-like horns, and is wearing a brown robe. It is about 5'6'' tall, though it appears taller due to the fact that it is floating slightly above the ground. The most unusual thing about it, however, is that it does not answer the other man verbally; instead, shining golden simbols appear over its head and stay there until the other man barks out his response.
''Well, this isn't getting me anywhere. I was hoping that a contact would be waiting for me near the portal, but... yeah. Looks like I'll need to move to plan B. If only I'd took the time figure one out before stepping through, that would've helped...''
1) ''First, I'll need a home base. I should try to find an inn or something, then go from there.''
2) ''Well, I don't know much about this place. I should go find a guide, or ''tout'' as they call them here.''
3) ''Maybe I can get somewhere by... interacting with the locals.'' - please specify target and mode of interaction.
4) ''...'' - please specify.