Sylvando couldn't recall ever experiencing something quite like this before. The place had the same sense of unreality as the space inside the mural in the ruins of Nhou Wat, though thankfully without the sinister edge and appearance cause by its creator. A vison, of some sort, perhaps? Or a dream?
He was brought out of his musings by someone arriving at the campsite. He looked to be of the same race as Æn'kae, if Sylv was any judge, though beyond that, the man was a stranger. "Of course not, darling," he said. "The more the merrier. I'm not really sure what sort of place this is, but this part at least seems safe enough, so you're welcome to sit by the fire a bit if you like."
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Date: 11 Sep 2023 05:41 (UTC)He was brought out of his musings by someone arriving at the campsite. He looked to be of the same race as Æn'kae, if Sylv was any judge, though beyond that, the man was a stranger. "Of course not, darling," he said. "The more the merrier. I'm not really sure what sort of place this is, but this part at least seems safe enough, so you're welcome to sit by the fire a bit if you like."