Gleannsithe

After our heroes grand celebration in Cragdubh, Rhiannon asks us to travel with her to Gleannsithe, the Druid meeting place in Breit. The elders have asked us to come because of a prophecy.

We meet Dorian, an older, fatherly gentleman - one of the Elders. He tells us that Gleannsithe is close to the realm of faeries. A recent vision showed that great destruction was eminent, and linked to the prophecy of the Neverborn. There is a darkness on the continent East of here, brought on by something coming from the sky North of here.

Dorian tells us that he can help us look into another realm to see a vision of our possible future. We bathe, and dress in rough grey robes, and then enter a clearing beside a giant tree (reminiscent of redwoods). There we drop our robes, and drink from a bowl full of a horrid tasting potion.

The shadows get long and meld together (it feels like magic mushrooms). Like a mirage, between us, we see the form of city walls, with the presence of something very dark held within. We recognize it as the City of Rotal. A power that feels like fire (without heat) reaches to the sky. The city fades to black. We fly over the ocean until we reach a craggy shore. A rumble in the air, a flash, then something crashes into the earth. Small shadowy figures swirl out, and the forest around it starts to die.

Then we find ourselves back in the forest.

There doesn't seem to be many kids.

People

 * Dorian
 * Rhiannon
 * Ellish