Running from the city, the elf tripped on a rock and went sprawling into a funny white haze. When he hit solid ground, the lay of the land was completely diffrent from what it had been. Stepping up to him was a wizened little man in red robes. " Young thief you have had many adventures, but your most important one has yet to begin. This will help you on your travels. Use it well." With this he streches forth a coil of rope. Stepping away the little man vanishes completely. Picking himself up the thief looks around and sees a building of some sorts in the distance. Deciding to try his luck in a new place, the thief heads in that direction.
