Danger in the Mist?
The knight pays the mist no attention. He opens the door and motions
for you to enter. "Come right on in. Mrs. Cook will have a warm
meal ready for us. She will be your attendant while you are
here." Seeing you look into the mists he adds. "I would not
tarry if I were you. This is a strange land filled with uncanny magic.
I only am comfortable here because this is where I was born and
raised, and even so, I have to watch my step. Now come on in."
High above the cry of a strange bird fills the air. All of a sudden
you are aware of a number of strange eyes watching you from out of the
mists.
As the knight takes you toward what you assume to be his castle, grey
mist swirls around the ground. You can still see the tops of the
battlements, however not the surrounding county-side. A cold chill
races up your spine; you shake it off with a shrug. The mist both
fascinates and worries you.
