Wizard rythym

[Anastasia]

Not as far as you can tell based on arcane knowledge. Looks like normal cold.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa continues on!

[Anastasia]

Going all the way in then?

[Iron Dragoon]

Just up to the wall to do closer inspection.

[Anastasia]

You reach the wall without incident. Nothing immediately jumps out at you.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa inspects the fog, trying to understand the magic behind it.

[Anastasia]

Spellcraft.

[Iron Dragoon]

Spellcraft/Cunning Knowledge:

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+122 : 16 + 122, total 138[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

It looks to indeed be a place where reality and dreams grow close, and dreams can become reality. If you go within, you'll be in a realm shaped by will and desire, by the dreams of many.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa passes that on to the others, "Opinions?"

[Anastasia]

"Go in," Bastian says, "We're not some cowardly little adventurers any more." He doesn't hesitate, starting to fly ahead.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa goes in as well.

[Anastasia]

Emily starts to speak, sighs once along and mutters something to herself that the others don't hear, before following.

A buffet of cold winds. Everything here is misty, foggy.

Then it is a room. A military barrack. Beds lined up in order, simple chests at the foot of each bed. Hundreds of beds in both directions.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa sends out a telepathic message to the others while she inspects the area.

[Anastasia]

...which is? What sort of message? What are you telling them?