Solara hovered there for several moments, taking in the view. The landscape did not seem foreign or alien to her, so she likely was not shunted to one of the more esoteric planes of existence she'd only heard rumours about, nor was this likely to be some hellish part of the abyss. Perhaps she'd gotten lucky when the caravan broke and wound up someplace on her home plane.<br/><br/>Tommorrow she would prepare a spell to search for the nearest temple of Sune, but for now she could ask the locals for their help. And there was one now. Shepard boys weren't exactly known for their scholarly ways, but he could likely tell her where she was now if nothing else. She sheathed her weapons, which were still in hand from her time in the astral. That done, she approached the boy gently gliding through the air to hover before him, worried about how unstable the cliffside he was resting on appeared to be. Her expression was serene and friendly as she spoke, "Greetings kind sir. I seem to have gotten a little lost. Do you know which way to Waterdeep?"