Wherever the hell the ship was now, not far from it, an electrical disturbance in the air signalled the imminent opening of a portal. The air split and a gust of freezing air and whirling snow belched forth, followed by two figures in light brown robes that appeared to be well tailored. one of the figures was a scrawny man with the fair skin and blue eyes that suggested Scandinavian heritage, and long straw coloured hair and a short beard. The other was a hulking, green skinned figure with yellow eyes, short tusks protruding from his lower jaw, and black hair tied back tightly. They glanced around at the environment they found themselves in.
"Now where are we?" The orc wondered aloud in a dour, growling voice.
"Their machine must have moved since we were last here. The enchantment is linked to it somehow, remember?"
"Now where are we?" The orc wondered aloud in a dour, growling voice.
"Their machine must have moved since we were last here. The enchantment is linked to it somehow, remember?"