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just some random writing with my character Ian, in our DnD sort of setting.

The rain poured heavily outside the ramshackle of a house. Ian was surprised the rest of his adventuring company were awake.
He was. He sat in the armchair in the main room, watching through the window how the storm brewed.
It was quiet. Rowyn, Argos, and Zed had finished their poker game, finally, and had fallen asleep about a half-hour ago. Dratius was out somewhere, probably the nearest Giant's bar.
Ian wasn't sure.
But his company slept. Or meditated. Whichever.
The fire crackled in the fireplace as the thunder crackled outside.
Ian yawned. In a way, as he adventured more and more, he felt younger than he was. He'd been an adult for a few years now, and he was pretty mature from all the crap he'd gone through. However, he felt sort of naive, in a way.
Maybe it was due to half his adventuring party acting like teenagers, but Ian sometimes felt like he wasn't much help. But he was getting stronger, so the battles didn't mind him much. The action, the excitement of each predicament…it was why he'd joined the company, and gotten the job he did so long ago. For the thrill of the battle, that was why he fought. But not the sole reason. Mostly, the companionship. Back when fighting was a job instead of now, when it was life, he fought for his family, too.
Now he fought for his company. Even if half of them were crazy. Or at least Zed. Zed was very crazy. Though Rowyn could be, too, in her own I'm-going-to-kill-you-in-over-seventeen-ways.
Ian sighed. The rain poured on, and he closed his eyes. The rain was comforting after a long battle they'd had against a dragon…and the necromancer…and maybe he could get some sleep, now…

A dimly lit room. Laughter, a chuckle, voices echoing. He spun around.
A woman, her back to him. She was shrouded in a dark blue cloak. "Hello child." She muttered.
"Who are you?" His voice commanded.
"It does not matter. What matters is, who are you?"
Slowly she turned around to face him. Her eyes glistened red, and vipers slithered from out of her sleeves. Her fingers were folded around a silver chain, and from it dangled a pink, glowing crystal.
Ian went to draw his weapon, but he had none. So he bared his arms, crystallized because of his Shardmine capabilities.
The woman laughed, then-

Ian fell out of the armchair as the fire alarm went off. Zed rushed past him from the kitchen, clad in only a bathrobe. Rowyn came screeching out, leaping out an open window.
Somehow, the present was stranger then his dreams.

Author's Note

mention of:
Argos (Chad, http://whatxdrivesxthexweak.deviantart.com)
Rowyn (Savanna, http://unholyconfessionsx3.deviantart.com)
Zed (Griffin, http://grifoneis.deviantart.com)
Dratius (Vincent)