There was danger in volunteering to be the test subject for whatever spell that a fledgling, academy mage had composed. Still, you'd gotten on her good side when you encountered the wandering woman. She held her wooden staff overhead and bewildered with bright, cerulean light shining from the embedded gemstone. The ground disappears below you as your vision is overtaken with blue light spiraling into darkness. Outside the frog wizard’s depths, she avoids sloshing around her unintended meal