Lost_Nation
Adept
It is strange, I want to think that “we’ve gone and done it again” but there is something distinctly different about how this ritual went wrong. It is safe to say that we are not in the Grasslands as we had intended. What I cannot say is if the Grasslands even exist anymore. I am sure we cannot travel back to where we came from, though there may still be some path from that place.
What I know is this; We are most likely still in the Sheltered lands. The locals called this place The Wildlands. The people of this land refer to the fall of the corrupt as “The Time of Myth”, and cannot remember exactly how long ago that was. We have not yet found a map of these lands, so we cannot know how far we have traveled. The entire Stream and Willow was transported (mostly) safely to this new place and age, with perhaps two dozen of the adventures of Horizon with her. These lands appear to be infested with, if not actually ruled by, the Fae.
We have struck a sort of accord. For the next two weeks we will not travel outside of eyesight of our building, and they will not interfere with us seeing to our wounded, repairing any damage to the building, and looking for our lost. When that time has passed I’m sure we will parley, and try to establish our place in these lands.
Until that time we may try to dream of the past, and try to connect to all the people we have lost. So I send this to the people with me in these Wildlands;
Join with me and send your thoughts and dreams back to the place where we came from. Think on the people you cared for and have lost, think of the comrades and friends, think of your families. Perhaps they may hear these thoughts and be able to join us in this new land. We are in a new and strange place, but we may yet have our family here with us.
-Baeleon
What I know is this; We are most likely still in the Sheltered lands. The locals called this place The Wildlands. The people of this land refer to the fall of the corrupt as “The Time of Myth”, and cannot remember exactly how long ago that was. We have not yet found a map of these lands, so we cannot know how far we have traveled. The entire Stream and Willow was transported (mostly) safely to this new place and age, with perhaps two dozen of the adventures of Horizon with her. These lands appear to be infested with, if not actually ruled by, the Fae.
We have struck a sort of accord. For the next two weeks we will not travel outside of eyesight of our building, and they will not interfere with us seeing to our wounded, repairing any damage to the building, and looking for our lost. When that time has passed I’m sure we will parley, and try to establish our place in these lands.
Until that time we may try to dream of the past, and try to connect to all the people we have lost. So I send this to the people with me in these Wildlands;
Join with me and send your thoughts and dreams back to the place where we came from. Think on the people you cared for and have lost, think of the comrades and friends, think of your families. Perhaps they may hear these thoughts and be able to join us in this new land. We are in a new and strange place, but we may yet have our family here with us.
-Baeleon