<strong>Emerald City</strong><br/><br/>Saree looked down her curved nose at Yuffi and smiled, showing off her fangs. The knight turned around, barely noticing the hobling colliding with him. The priestess turned on her heel, "I am sure you would like to see your accommodations."<br/><br/>Everywhere there were paladins standing vigil, silently guarding doors or standing watch. This was a holy order, and these men displayed the utmost discipline. A few times they passed by other priestesses- mostly goblins, but many orcs and hob-goblins, and even a giantess. It was ironic to see her dressed in elegant flowing robes as she was accompanied by a much smaller orc knight.<br/><br/>They went through into a hallway where one each side there was a door with a goblin standing before them. Men and women, as small as Yuffi, dressed in simple clerical robes. They were servants, would-be squires or priestesses, serving as housekeepers until they earned the interest of a patron. Saree smiled, offering her hand to them.<br/><br/>"There is a room for each of you." She said, "These acolytes will serve you."<br/><br/>They went up and formed a line before the group of adventurers, five of them in all. Three men and two females, they each introduced themselves quietly, lowering their heads obediently and folding their hands in front of them. The two males were Dazi and Wren-haba, the former pleasant faced in contrast to his most dashing partner. The females were Yu-hama, Kyrie, and Wylla. Each one's hair was progressively longer than the last, the first tied back in a small ponytail, while the last was in long braids. They all wore appeasing smiles, and their acolyte robes seemed just a little... tighter than their male counterpart's.<br/><br/>"You may choose between yourselves." Saree said, looking then to the acolytes, "Here's your chance to impress the High Priestess." There were more rooms than people to fill them, it seemed... and if that was the case, then that meant this was a competition between their would-be servants.<br/><br/><strong>Kingsfall</strong><br/><br/>"Yes, yes! Quite revolutionary!" Grimmun said with a wide grin to Magdalena and Valerie, "Well, part of the enchantment is a recorder for the scrying. It functions just the same as any other recorder, except it will capture your dreams. In this case, it is a recording of you playing out the... err, mental recording that Master Redleaf has in his memories."<br/><br/>"Really, once I've perfected the process, none of that should be necessary. This is, as I've said, more of a proof of concept than anything."<br/><br/>"Now that you're all comfortable..." The gnome said, walking over to his workshop full of machines and magic given physical form. "If you could all just close your eyes and count to thirty." He said, pulling a lever and manipulating the complex mechanisms around the workshop. The elderly elf gave the adventurers a smile and a mock salute.<br/><br/>Before any of them could count all the way to thirty, they felt themselves slipping into unconsciousness... they didn't even notice that was the case until their eyes opened... they found themselves at the entrance to a small quaint town, apparently human in design and aesthetics. It was nestled in a forest, but the presence of the mill indicated their industrious intent. They stood underneath the arch of the small wall that surrounded it... A hand waved in front of Valerie's face, one belonging to a young silver-haired elf girl. Her cat familiar had even made it here, though that might have been a conjuration of her own mind, given that he was never given a collar to wear... Sir Purrcival rubbed against the elven woman's leg as he walked by- though she seemed not to notice it in the slightest.<br/><br/>She had short-hair, hawkish blue eyes and beautiful features. Her sleeveless shirt was low cut, exposing quite a bit of cleavage. She wore a short skirt and armor greaves from her knees down and armored forearm guards with fingerless gloves. The girl put her hand on her waist, "You looked dead on your feet, Vvvvvuuurralerie. I mean, Valerie."<br/><br/>Then the woman looked at the others, "Magdalena. Thalia. Right."<br/><br/>Given that they were all sharing Vurunyr's memories, a few glitches were to be expected. After all, this woman was interacting with the three of them as if they were separate people- but in reality, all those years ago, it was just Vurunyr and her standing at the entrance to this hamlet.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Intelligence (History) check to identify the elf, or this particular adventure.</div></div>