As you step through the portal that brought you here, you realize that you are nowhere near home. However, the thought does not even surprise you.

You stand in the center of a forest that seems to have been made from the night itself; even the denizens that live here have a certain, unexplainable darkness around them. You seem to be out of place here, but that does not stop your curiosity.

You seem to be called into the depths of the forest, due to the sound of sad, haunting, hypnotizing flute music.

You walk on for at least three hours, but time seems to have no purpose in a place where the sun never rises.

Tired, you finally come to a small campfire in a ring of stones.

A gorgeous elf maiden with hair the color of a shadowy rainbow worn in two braids, and opal-colored skin, and large, curious, steel grey eyes seems to melt out of the shadows.

She continues to play with her flute, yet you hear her voice in your mind.