Zev's Visit to Limbo

Everything is black, you hear nothing, see nothing, and can't even feel ground beneath your feet.
You feel as if you're floating in an endless void, the air is cold and sends a shiver down your spine to think of it.

You quickly inspect your body and find all your wounds have disappeared. Beyond that, the more disturbing fact is that you're only wearing the most basic of cloth tunics, all your stuff is gone! You look around you and find only emptiness.

You float there for a brief moment, slightly panicking, before something appears on the horizon. A bright red light shines ahead of you, its shape slowly morphing into that of a doorway.
The shadow of some small creature, maybe 3 feet tall at best moves into the light and hovers there, seemingly at eye level.
You see its form take a more defined shape as its arm extends out and points at you.

Without your input, you feel yourself being pulled towards the red glowing doorway, the movement is sudden and jerky at first but quickly becomes a swift movement as you feel the cold air rush past you at a steadier pace. The doorway now becomes clearer and you can see more details of the creature before you.

(History 18 to recognize as an Imp) (player rolled 20) You recognize these as Imps, minion creatures of the underworld.

The doorway approaches quickly now and you feel yourself gaining speed. You instinctively brace for impact as the red door frame is now immediately upon you.
Just as you prepare to strike its surface, you are quickly stopped in place, and your feet touch solid ground with a *thump*.

You find yourself with a bright red imp hovering just in front of your face, he speaks quickly and tersely:
"Yes, you're dead. No, you're not in the Nine Hells. You are currently in Limbo, and we'll be sorting your soul to the correct afterlife. What is your name? (player: "Zev Valentine") Which god do you follow? (player: "uhhh" <no answer>) Do you expect to be revived soon? (<no answer again>)"

The imp pulls out a clipboard and quickly searches the list, flipping a few pages before finding your entry.
He turns to a large devil standing next to him and says something in infernal, "Give this one a Tiamat marker, section 10"

Around you, you can see other shimmering visages being pulled from doorways of pitch black and other sets of imps and devils questioning them as they arrive. They seem efficient and quick as each ghostly form is processed.

Soon, you are ushered through a doorway into a tall hallway that stretches off in both directions as far as can be seen. An imp just outside the door looks at your mark, points you down the hall and barks an order at you: "Follow the Green line, don't go in any other doors."

You look down the hallways to see the shimmering forms of thousands of individuals, some tall, some short, some of beastly form. You notice them all standing upon a red line marked on the floor, barely moving forward while your green line continues down the hall unimpeded.

Eventually your line leads to a large red and black door with an imp hovering in front and two devils leering at you from either side. The imp quickly looks at the mark on your forehead and speaks to the guards in infernal: "Section 10, let them in."

The imp looks back to you and says: "Go inside and take a seat. You're lucky the show is just about to begin, some of the souls in there have been waiting for a long time."

Once inside the room, you find yourself in a large open space with rows of seating. Ahead of you is a  glass wall overlooking a vast stadium filled with the blue glimmering of souls filling into what must be millions of seats.

Standing in front of the window, facing away from you, is a tall womanly form with large horns. Her iridescent skin changes colors as the light shifts around her. She turns to face you, and reveals bright yellow eyes and glowing horns. She speaks, "I am Tiamat, the evil goddess of the chromatic dragons. You must be Zev... I've been waiting for you... We need to talk..."

And thus the session ends.