Wizard rythym

[Anastasia]

None of the books feel right for that.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Hmmm... I'm not getting any good intuition for any of these... So either it's a distraction,  or my intuition is broken. Pick one at random?"

[Anastasia]

"Just pick one," Emily agrees, "That seems to be the intent of this."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa reaches out and grabs one by random.

[Anastasia]

It's a thick gray book. No title on it, but you can feel a sensation of warmth from it as you hold it.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa opens it!

[Anastasia]

Inside the book is...

Huh.

You do not hold a book now. You hold a tiny stairway in the palm of your hand.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa shows the others, "Shrink person time?"

[Anastasia]

Bastian's answer is to shrink down, while Emily smiles and says, "I think so, Alyssa."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa nods and shrinks too!

[Anastasia]

The stairway sinks to the ground and the stone parts around it once you're all shrunk down, revealing a path further down.

"Interesting," Emily says, "Almost whimsical, isn't it? Like a story."

[Iron Dragoon]

"It is a book after all. "

Alyssa heads down the path!

[Anastasia]

Do you have any resistance to fire or immunity?

[Iron Dragoon]

Immunity via Elemental Body: Fire.

[Anastasia]

The party walks down. It gets much warmer here, the s ky blue once more and the sun bright. A dusty old road, Bastian following it with practiced ease. Open plains and hills are about, the occasional tree but little more to break up the terrain.

"This could be any prime in thousands," Emily says, gaze cast about, "Easily any of them."