Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190204233516/@comment-5543592-20190205220339

Vribeus walked up to the where the gate had been. It repeared, creating a surreal scene of a massive wooden gate attached to nothing, leading to nowhere. It rolled aside a smidge, revealing the barest crack of the real world, and the wizard peeked out. What he saw satisifed him and the gate rolled the rest of the way open. The grave stones of Falkreath stared back at Gracius.

"Here you are."

Daireg looked around at the ugly swamp, frowning. The scabbard at his hip was an irritatingly light. He hadn't been able to retrieve his sword.