Alesdair

You awaken with to find yourself in a nondescript triangle shaped room with the rest of your party. You have no idea how you got here. The only thing you remember is going to sleep at The Wild Fletcher Inn in the small town of Longdale after a long night of feasting and probably way too much ale.

The room seems to be empty except two large stone pillars about 15 feet apart holding the roof up and there doesn't seem to be an exit! After further investigation no door or exit of any kind can be found. You all now turn your attention to the ceiling and floor of this strange place you have found yourselves in.

Again there seems to be no apparent exit. As one of your party moves more towards the pillars near the center of the room a strange ball of heavy fog like mist appears between the pillars. You all jump back and the mist subsides. What kind of foul magic is this? You all inch closer to the center of the room and the mist reforms... As you stare into the fog you all think you see a forest at its center?!? Could this be the way out of this place? You all agree this must be the way out of this place, your low on rations and can't stay here that's for sure and decide you may as well give it a try.

You walk forward through the foggy portal in the room. You're immediately met by a pleasant bright world that meets your eyes. You arrive in a sparse forest. Uncertainty surrounds you and it's not the thrilling uncertainty of exploration, but fear of the unknown. Seemingly perfect conditions in a perfect world and a sea of time to explore it in. This place is a paradise, but time will tell how true this is.