Lind had been carefully studying sigils of grade 2 when the children of the village came running for him. He was worried Fey had been hurt but the chaotic shouting quickly made the adults blanch as silence slowly descended.
Lind then was told to go to the eastern grasslands and follow the border markers to the north. He was assured Fey was fine and followed the directions until he stopped at one spot that looked much like the rest of the open grassland.
"Clever." His hand glowed as the air rippled to reveal a weaving was in effect. However, unlike any he had seen outside of Delenn's alley, the one in front of him was far above grade 4.
He stepped forward and found himself underground. He glanced back and saw a blank stone wall but it looked wrong. He ran his hand against the stone and shock filled him.
