Tylias said:
Because Faerun has a larger number of 'portals per square mile' than any other place in the multiverse with the exception of Sigil.
You'll find anything, everything, and everyone somewhere in the Realms at some time or another.
I'm willing to bet that the socks that disappear every time I do a laundry load eventually end up somewhere on Toril.
Yeah, once I fell asleep driving for moment. I was awakened by a distinct "thump" as if I had run over something something soft. But it was too late. I crashed into a stone tower.
Getting out of my car I noticed I wasn't in Kansas anymore. I looked upon a Shadowy Dale with a small village down below. From knowledge gained from reading books and playing D&D, I realized I had crashed into a wizards tower. Then I noticed a still smoking pipe and I greyish hat lying on ground nearby.
As I picked them up a scrawny dual scimitar wielding elf with dark skin approached.
"YOU KILLED ELMINISTER! YOU KILLED HIM!"
Indeed I had. I saw sticking from from beneath my car two narrow sickly legs.
I laughed and I laughed. Because I knew I had done the impossible. The elf got angry. But since I knew I was in the Forgotten Realms, I DO ANYTHING MUNCHKIN!
I picked up two bastard swords, claimed that my strength was 25, my Dex was 23, that I was Elminister's Nephew with a dose troll blood in me so I had regenerative powers, that I was a Ftr16/Wiz19/Clr 20/god and proceeded to slaughter the dark elf with great vigor.
But that is another story....
Ulrick