Azael Behar - Human Cosmic Sorcereress
Iados - Tiefling Telepathic Psion
Caleb Steelshen - Human Tactical Warlord
Lyssa - Half-Elf Hybrid Paladin/Warlock

All I can remember is cackling... cruel laughter at my expense; as I felt my body grow cold, my veins empty and my ferocity dulled.

Then there was nothing. A dark empty slate is all I can recall, as if staring at a black monolith that enveloped my entire vision. Time had stopped for me then and when I try to remember, it felt like an eternity and a blink of an eye. It is not a peaceful memory as the feelings it invokes is that of a bleak and empty existence. There was no serenity or enlightenment; it simply was and was not.

"Awaken."

That was the first time the voice spoke to me. It was not the last.

"Raaargh! Who's there!? Show yourself, coward! You will pay for what you've done to me!"

As I spoke, I did not feel rage as I once had. I did not feel my chest swell in anger and fiery breath. I did not even feel the air pass through my throat or past my lips.

"Agggh! Why can't I see you!? Stop hiding! Face me so that I may remember who attacked me!"

I commanded my body to swirl around, twisting every way to see the speaker. However, I did not feel my body turn or my hooves upon the ground. The darkness did not leave my sight no matter where I attempted to look.

"Why can't I see anything!? Raaagh!"

In my mind, I wanted to feel the excitement of losing control. I craved the seething hatred to course through my body. The words I thought however, did not invoke anything in my body. They were only in my thoughts.

"Open your eyes."

As the voice spoke, a vibrant array of colors and visions spread across my vision. They cascaded like a waterfall and danced upon unseen rocks and wind. Just as it started, it stopped as a deafening brightness surrounded me. There was no noise but my mind felt as though it was being crushed purely by the color.

"Aggh... I... can-... an't..."

I tried to move my body but there was no response. My mind struggled and writhed in agony, only worsening the pain. It was as if I was trapped within quicksand, only worsening as I tried to free myself.

"Let... me..."

"Calm."

"I will... nev... nev---"

"Slow."

"Aghh..."

"Rest."

Just as the word was spoken, my mind had ceased struggling. My bestial rage had subsided and could not be summoned, no matter what I tried or imagined. I had lost control of everything. Or that's what I thought then. Only now do I realize how wrong I've been.