Neither mage was aware of what had occurred after they fell, only feeling several startling bumps before a single impact rendered them both into dreamland.
"Don't move to much your quite hurt from your fall, young mage of the spiral." Sussie awoke first her eyes blurry and unfocused as she stared at the figure in front of her. It took several moments in the darken light for him to be viewable. He was…strange even by her standards.
Thick glasses, frosted with spirals drawn on them, a spiral head band, spiral hair coif, spiral robes, spiral belt buckle spiral shoes and a soft grass imprint in the fabric. It was as if someone had a spiral wear clearance sale.
"What happened where are we?" Her voice cracked and creased, her throat ragged and rough as the person handed her a small waterskin to sip from.
