Kothar steered the ship through yet another portal. This was the sixth one since the desolate world, and he felt that they were surely nearing Eclat.
Three of the five earlier planes had been relatively mundane, he wouldn't have been able to distinguish them from a region of wilderness on a slightly alien planet. But the other two had been decidedly odd.
The first, was a frozen hellscape, battered with bone chilling winds, and razor sharp shards of ice that constantly flew through the air. There was a constant wailing sound that rang through the air, and the plane seemed devoid of life, but Kothar had not been too interested in investigating for any life. Since, he had gotten an eerie feeling as soon as they arrived on the plane, as if they were an unseen pair of eyes watching him form far off in the distance.
