You find yourself traveling by mount further and further into the lush greenwood. The path is open, and it is suspicious, though not disconcerting, to notice that the way appears untrodden. Is this an indication that your dreams contained not merely the usual self-reflection and permutations of ideas and situations of days gone by, but also that the man Limnex does exist? He seemed to know you as he entered your dream state. His manner was polite, though his summons most urgent: come with most haste and follow whatever signs you trust to bring you to this place.

The trail finally opens to an enormous meadow, uncluttered by bush or tree. As you look right and left, you notice five other riders who have likewise emerged from the wood.

Thracia

DM_Taipei Shannacarter