<span style="text-decoration: underline">Zalvryn</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">A small thaumathurgic experiment lab. hoftmont outskirts</span><br/><br/>"So you are sure this thing is perfectly safe?" Zalvryn asked the thaumathurge fiddling around at one of the many ludicrously complicated control panels of the enormous, complex device in front of him. The thauathurge looked up from his frantic typing on  the device. "Yes I'm sure, the chance of something going wrong has been reduced to almost nothing. You can thank the selfless sacrifice of about a hundred tracker golems for that. But we still need to test this machine out on sentient subjects.<br/><br/>Zalvryn sighed, how had he even got here? he had just been pulled aside by this thaumathurge that had somewhat forcefully invited him to be his guena pig. If it wasn't for the forcefield holding him, he would have simply shorted out the mage's devices with a quick abjuration and gone on his merry way. Regardless, he looked over the machine in front of him again. "What does it do anyway?" The thaumathurge looked deep in thought for a moment "you know.. I have no idea, I wanted to make an automated egg boiler and it just escalated from there" Zalvryn let out another worried sigh. Half of the time, when a thaumathurge gave an answer like that, it would likely result in an incident of town-destroying proportions.<br/><br/>"Well, the machine is ready for live testing" The thaumathurge said excitedly, flipping a big switch on the control panel in front of him. the machine sprung to life, eùitting several beeps and pings, with an occasional gout of steam escaping from the device's piping. "It doesn't look all that safe to be honest" The thaumathurge raised his head with a look of mild shock on his face. "You question my genius? Well sir, I'll have you know, the proper safety board of the thaumathurgic institute are a bunch of close-minded old men. It's perfectly safe to use an overclocked mutatio core projecting through an iter crystal! at least judging from my experiments." Whatever all that techno-babble meant, it probably meant this device did not respect the safety boards guidelines. Or possibly even the book of taboos, he wasn't sure.<br/><br/>Before Zalvryn could ask another question though, the machine finished its charging sequence and zapped Zalvryn, for a moment, it felt like he was yanked all over the place while remaining perfectly still. And then, he found himself somewhere completely different. it was a room of some sorts. The windows showed nothing but ethereal mists, and a rahter unusual-looking man looked around expectantly. Furthermore, there were several other people in the room. All clothed in increasingly bizarre outfits. Zalvryn remembered the guidelines he had once learnt when being trapped in an alternate plane. It was always a good idea to follow the examples set by the plane's denizens. and so, Zalvryn quietly joined the others. He would normally object to being haphazardly seated somewhere like this, but it seemed best not to question the logic of this place, at least for the moment.