My name is Cece, young warrior of the Steppes. And I did not expect to wake up next to a wooded lake I'd never seen before.
 
I'd preferred the storyteller's tales about delving deep into dungeons and back over the ones about battles in the open. But I didn't need to be an expert to realize that this was nowhere near where I was. The trees were a completely different kind, for one thing.
 
Plus, the sky being the color of something's insides. And me without anything I could use to f

The dream was different this time. The Star still shone from above, but this time I was on solid ground. Miniature trees and the Apdale castle surrounded me on a small island adrift in a void like the last one. The Pseudodragon was nearby as well, seemingly asleep.
 
Looking around for possible clues, I note another island in the distance. I can't make out much detail from here - it just looks like a lump of rock.
 
In any case, it's time for me to prepare for next time. There's a bi

I was floating in a dark and cloudy void. Above me, a single star pierced through. It was small, but something about it seemed familiar...
 
It was that time again. I was Alyn the Adept, and now was when I readied my spells for the next day. Normally I would select things that were useful for my work in the church, such as Purification of food and drink or a basic healing spell. But now I would need spells that would be useful in a fight. Why, if I'd had a Sleep spell handy, I could have h

I woke up staring up at an alien sky, of flowing red and dark. It took a few seconds for the wrongness of this to set in, but when I was able to look around at the rest of my surroundings there was nothing to take comfort in.
 
I found myself lying on a small cliff jutting out of a mountain, part of a large range. I had never been in such a place before, though I had heard tales from adventurers who dropped by for the Priest's aid - while waiting for the divine spells to be prepared, some