Flamerule 01, 1492 – Through Time and Space

I do wish I had made more notes about the altar before things went so strangely. Whatever magics were involved I find myself having traveled through time and space, possibly into an alternate timeline. For certainty I can find no trace of Dag, Mercy, or Hopper in this place. Instead it seems that whatever powers are responsible have left me with far preferable companions. I do wonder if this new place has a bounty for me as well. Could I go home? Should I go home? Until I know more about the state of things it is too great a risk I believe. Better to send word and see what the fates have done to me in this world I find myself in.

It is less stressful to be with like-minded individuals I find. All intelligent, and at least human for the most part. Except the turtle creature. I am unsure if he is the victim of his own magical mishap or perhaps an awakened familiar? Perhaps I shall have time to question him about it during one of our rests.

This forge of spells is a great disappointment. Such magic left to fade and wither is absolute neglect and disrespect. It would likely have been a wonder to behold at it’s creation, now it is warm and pretty and little else. I hope this cavern has few denizens left. I find myself growing bored and frustrated with the over abundance of undead to be found here. I wish to investigate this tower we found on the map. Could it be Netherese in origin? Only time will tell.