Helicrates and Durzo find themselves thrown roughly aside and buffeted by strong winds, carrying with it that strange sickly scent.
Ivy uses the moment to wrench her arm free from Helicrates' grasp as he is shoved aside, muttering an expletive at the warrior as she does.
Candour is thrown forward, stretching out her arms, her deathly sorcery curling up and around her bony arms.
Teth remains standing, leaning on the nearby doorframe for support, and turns to look at the source of the sudden gale.
The back wall of the hovel is not there.
Instead of the wall there is a strange wavering in the air, as though smoky glass were hovering in the air. Behind it lies a thick forest, the air pouring through is humid and carries the sickly stench of decay.
Standing in the room is a short but skinny man with a shaved head, dressed in coarse brown robes and nervously running a slender hand over his shaved pate. A strange spidery tattoo can be seen across his tanned face.
"Dammit to Hood Rend! Took you long enough!" snaps Ivy as she vaults over the table and the fallen witch, towards the harried man.
"Sorry Ivy...got a bit waylaid..." replies the man, whom Ivy called Rend.
Rend quickly steps into the wavering air behind him and appears on the other side of the apparition, some distance off amongst the strange thick trees.
Ivy is making her way towards the portal as well.
[sblock=Teth]The other warren appears to belong to D'rek, the goddess of decay - often known as the Worm of Autumn - her aspect is that of the cycle of decay between life and death. Quite what one of her practitioners is doing in Candour's house right now, appearing to help this strange woman, is beyond you at the moment...[/sblock]