Awakening in new land you take stock of scenery around. Groggy from whatever magics brought you here, you notice the trace carvings of a sigil glowing faintly, dimming as the magic wears off. Atop a large hill, you have a clear view of the land around you.
To the north the smoke of a nearby town drift towards the sky.
To the south a dense forest stands tall, it’s thick trees shrouding what mysteries lay within.
The east of the hill leads way to a looming mountain, the shadow of a cave can be seen up not too far up its slope.
To the west the clear waters of a lake can be seen, at its shore a large tower holds against the sky.
