Ghostknight
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You go out with the messenger, to folow him to where ever he may lead. He mounts and waits for you to mount/walk behind/enter your palanquin as the case may be. Once you are ready he sets off, you following him.
But the world around you does not seem to follow the pace set. The hooves of the messenger's horse not striking the ground, the world racing past in a blur. It is but a matter of moments before the world slows down, and you find yourself in a mountainous area, following the messenger through the gates of a great monastery. Even as you enter through the wide gates, so other messengers, leading others enter alongside you, the gates seemingly wide enough for all to travel through side by side, yet looking backthe gate seems but an ordinary one, only large enough to let through a single man at a time, it does not even look wide enough for a horse to pass through, let alone six, with space between them!
The messengers travel into a courtyard, stopping in a line. Slowly each dismounts, turns to face you, bows, and dissapears like they did before. A whisper of wind seems to carry the voice of the old man to you Thank you together with the slight smell of burning incense.
Descending down into the courtyard is a group of men, each dressed as the abbot of a monastery, seemingly from all across the Empire and beyond. They stop and bow.
"Chosen ones, please come with us. We have much to discuss and time is running out."
The speaker is different to the others, young, yet exuding an aura of authority that is undeniable and it is obvious that the others here defer to him, all listening to him respectfully, none looking at him directly. He turns and enters the monastery, the older abbots forming two lines, a path leading into the temple between them.