Who: Tir McDohl and anyone else willing to join in. When: Wednesday, November 26 2005 Where: Behind Fu King Chinese Resturant
Amongst his travels, Tir had found a large, ancient gate that had nothing it was attached to. Logically speaking it should just be the remaining gate to a palace of ancient times, yet there it stood untouched with no ruins. It was just a giant door. Glancing upon its figure, he would eventually walk to it and touch it with his right hand. His hand began to glow with the sign of the Rune of Life and Death, and the next thing he knew, he was engulfed in blinding light.
The next thing he knew, he was standing in the middle of a strange city. There were weird monstrous things speeding by on stone-like roads with odd markings. People in odd clothes rushing around everywhere. Buildings that reached up to the heavens were surrounding him. Mouth agape, he would stare up into the sky and look all around.
"Wh..where am I? What is this place?"
Hearing the sound of a foreign language, he would look over to see a building, slightly run down with customers coming in and out. They had the look of a similar people from where he was, though they didn't dress the same. Exotic cooking of food he recognized by smell, though a few of the cooks and such noticed him through the window and began pointing at him and speaking in a foreign language. The sign on the shop in big Asian letters and English ones read "Fu King Chinese Resturant". The only letters Tir recognized were the English ones, though he knew the language as simply the common tongue. Other people on the street pointed at his strange attire, that of a poor looking rice farmer from Ancient China with an iron staff in his hand.