Gale, Astarion, Wyll, Shadowheart, Lae'zel, and Karlach just suddenly appear in a dark room with chairs facing a a mirror, but they don't see their reflection the mirror is blank showing nothing, not even it's surroundings.

"Where in bloody hell's is this?" Astarion, the pale elf, quips looking around quickly already reaching for daggers.

Gale tries sensing for magic, he can feel something but it's faint.

"Seems we stepped on a teleport rune.. I've only read about them in books." Gale states

"Great the wizard knows nothing then. Tch." Lae'zel, the githyanki complains

Wyll the human turned devil walks around, "this.. mirror is a bit strange, don't you think?"

"Mirror more like tarnished glass." States shadowheart her black hair that's always up bounces as she replies with a hand on her Mace and Shield

"Hey let's just keep a cool head." Karlach says trying to calm the group down a bit her tail swishing slightly as she's on edge.

It's.. silent.. deadly silent.. until.. it's not.

(What happens next is up to you)