JharyOConnah
Explorer
Sirroco spied a swarm of weird, chaos creatures flying away from the smoldering trees and smoke where Sylvania should've been. They went high into the air and never noticed him all alone.
He wondered if he'd taken a wrong turn. He wasn't far from where he remembered the portal from Sigil to be.
As he thought to himself about returning to a warm bed at the Civic Festhall, Rocko wandered through the woods.
He heard voices ahead. Well, one particularly powerful voice. It sounded like he was having a conversation with one or two others.
The voices in conversation:
"Which way was it, anyhow, Boris? Wasn't there uh... portal somewheres about?"
"How in the great abyss should I know, guv? Been naughty word-faced since the start o' the whole thing, haven't I? Can't remember which bloody plane we're on anyway…" A loud hiccup followed.
A third voice interrupted. "Oi there! You lads want any more o' this? I'm about to get outta this stinkin' place...head back down the river Styx…"
Sirroco couldn't see much ahead but shapes. A large castle or ruin on one side, near some running water. An oddly shaped structure, closer, on the other. That's where the voices seemed to be coming from.
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He wondered if he'd taken a wrong turn. He wasn't far from where he remembered the portal from Sigil to be.
As he thought to himself about returning to a warm bed at the Civic Festhall, Rocko wandered through the woods.
He heard voices ahead. Well, one particularly powerful voice. It sounded like he was having a conversation with one or two others.
The voices in conversation:
"Which way was it, anyhow, Boris? Wasn't there uh... portal somewheres about?"
"How in the great abyss should I know, guv? Been naughty word-faced since the start o' the whole thing, haven't I? Can't remember which bloody plane we're on anyway…" A loud hiccup followed.
A third voice interrupted. "Oi there! You lads want any more o' this? I'm about to get outta this stinkin' place...head back down the river Styx…"
Sirroco couldn't see much ahead but shapes. A large castle or ruin on one side, near some running water. An oddly shaped structure, closer, on the other. That's where the voices seemed to be coming from.
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