(OOC: Things have been sorted out and I have returned to IW, the RP forum at least.)
Neb headed down the long marble passage, what happened in his mind didn't affect him much, whenever the Wind ceased to gibber in his brain his own insanity did a great job of it. After a few twists and turns he reached the end of the corridor. A blank wall carved with runes.
Not really considering why, he read the runes.... A falling sensation, of being as insubstantial as mist, a second of sanity, then a return to non-motion, to solidity, to madness. He turned around, the corridor behind him wasn't the one that he'd left behind. Runes of transportation it seemed.
The main reason that he could say that it wasn't the same corridor was because this one was quite a bit shorter and at the end of it lay a large room....
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