Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191021182359/@comment-5543592-20191023141132

"Mmmm, yes." Ficaphlon nodded. He turned about, getting his bearings.

"How does one get out?" Lysilde asked.

"We keep heading straight for now.  The next rift should bring take us in the proper direction."

That word choice was concerning to Nyasia. "Is the implication that we're currently heading in an improper direction?"

"Something has pulled us off course, we should be in a realm of Aetherius, not Oblivion." Ficaphlon looked puzzled, although unconcerned, so perhaps that was something. "Unless, of course, any of you have been possessed by a Daedric Prince before.  That would explain everything."