Figure Out Where You Are
All around you are rolling green hills, dotted with colorful
wildflowers. All in all it makes a very pretty picture but you long
for the shadowed paths of your forest home.
Suddenly you hear a voice behind you. "What are you doing
here?"
You whirl around. A human stands there, holding a lantern. The human
is male, old and wrinkled. He has a dark cloak, black almost. But when
the light shines on it you see hints of purple.
"What are you doing here?" the human repeats. The Sacred
Hills of Blackleith are forbidden to mortals.
