Snippet #2503194

"Greetings. I am Myst Opalit, the one who has brought you here," I say "As long as you remain in my realm, you will be safe. However, if you choose to leave, you will NOT be able to come back." At that, I shift into a raven and fly off to the home I've made, leaving the three new commers to do whatever they want. I flap slowly, enjoing my flight and feeling the wind trail beneath my wings. I arrive at my home in the treetops and change back to my normal form. I throw some fire into my furnace and sit down to read. After a few hours I begin to feel exhausted. I put my book back down on the table and lay my recliner back.
As I drift off, I imagine what who may come to my realm in the future.

((OOC: Ya'll are in Pypheria right now, right? It's hard to tell. Sometimes I think 'yeah...' but then it's like 'nahh...'))