Suddenly in the disttence came a loud crash. Smoke rose from the ground as a strange figure hit the ground hard.
Stripetail slowly got to his feet, his staff lay some distance in front of him, it wasn't broken, which was a good thing. there was a large crater where he ghad fallen, there wewere broken braches and scattered leaves around the crater. Stripetail looked around the strange green landscape/"By what design have I been brought here?'This place is completely foreign to me, I sense no magic here... wait, I do sense a strange energy..." Stripetailpicked up his staff ans slid it into a sheath that ran across his back. He was a large squirrell, with brown eyes and fur. He had a large white stripe which ran down his back and ended at the tip of his tail. He was the undisputed master of his homeland of Aestorica, his magical powers were without rival. He could do incredible feats, including teleporting from place to place. "this should be a simple task' He said to himself. And He called out "teleportius" he glowed, but stayed where he was. "odd" He murmured. He tried again. Still he did not move. So he kept trying. Yet try as he might, he could not teleport back home. "Apparently my trip was a one-way. " he said after the eighth failed attempt to teleport himself home. He swore to himself. 'curses! Well, Stripetail, , time to move the non-magical way. On Foot. . a path ran away from the area, Stripetail started walking doen the path. his gaxe dridted from side to side...
