||you just so happened to get involved in your local inn. It was no harm really, just a small inn right? Nice staff? Good singing and music and drinks. You are in a low point in your life yet a drink wouldn’t harm you right? You may have gotten carried away when talking to a certain bartender who happened to be the owner. He seemed nice, your drink of choice was not important but what it did to you was…your mind began to spin he lead you to the back for ‘some fresh air’ as he said. As you stood there a few things came to your view. you could have sworn you saw something in the woods..a bird? In a bush? Or maybe just a homeless person. Next thing you know your roamed into said woods ..walking through the woods with two..people? You can’t tell they held you by your arms..one to your left held you rough and demanding while the one to your right had more gentle touch. you were brought to an open field||

||many tents in the area some small others big they were made from fabric had ropes tied around the tops. Carefully constructed to the littlest of details. All of which had a theme of pale white and warm colours of red around the ends with the very slight hint of blue in them. Most of the people which you could see were around many different ages. They all wore clothes of a similar colour pattern. The two people dragged you to the biggest tent.. opening the curtails of the entrance you were met with a room a big bed in the middle with animal fur blankets and pillows around the ends and the middle. Many dream catchers were held in the middle of the room hanging from the fabric of the sides and sticks that supported them; all of which had markings which you couldn’t read let alone know the meaning of. A man sat at a chair in the middle of the room. His outfit smart and white hair contrasted with the dark red he wore. His arms a warm yellow. He grinned and chuckled the people held you down to bow to the man, he slowly stood hands behind back as he bent down to look at you a raised eyebrow||

”you look…intriguing!”