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Ruvaen wasn't sure how he'd ended up in this world. He'd been traveling, walking into territories he had never visited before. When the wood elf had stopped in a town before he set out on the next leg of his journey, his long ears had picked up on whispers of the woods he was to travel through. Rumors of witchery, necromancers, and other strange goings on had not impressed Ruvaen. He had decided to go there anyway, wanting to explore. And perhaps to get away. As if he could distance himself from the mistakes of his past if he simply walked a long way.

The druid had somehow ended up in a different land, his map had not indicated any nearby ocean but he'd stumbled upon a beach anyway. Something about the air about him had changed, when he looked back different trees and brush were behind him. His heart raced as he realized that the rumors might have been right. Thinking back, he remembered his elders speaking of places deep within some of the ancient woods, places where pockets of magic manipulated space and allowed one to travel great distances or even times.

Up ahead, he saw a couple of strange creatures. One of them looked like something between a snake and a humanoid, like one of the lizardfolk. He was unsure of the other. He heard some of their conversation and paused, wondering if they might be hostile. The druid was not the best in one-on-one combat, he relied on magic and shapeshifting. Ruvaen did walk faster when he saw the spiders. He was wearing simple clothes of hide and leather armor. He'd stashed his cloak in his pack. The elf carried a staff, there was a knife at his belt as well. It looked like the snake was going to attack the spiders. "Should you be doing that?" he asked after creeping close, keeping his voice low so as not to draw undue attention.