Arrival

Anna looked around. Where-ever she was, this definitely wasn't Toril anymore, not with the way the mana felt. Thinking back to the previous few minutes, she tried to work out how she got here, but it didn't make any sense. One moment she was on the streets of Waterdeep, evading an angry mage, the next she was here. Taking stock of her surroundings, she was on a paved road in farmland, and based on the position of the sun in the sky, it was late morning.

"Well, this is better than Waterdeep sure, but where am I?" She pondered.

Her train of thought got broken by a literal tear in reality opening in front of her. Holding her hands up to shield her face as air rushed toward the tear, a woman clad in black armour with grey-black hair stepped out, and the tear sealed itself shut. Lowering her hands, she locked her gaze with the woman, and her red irises unnerved her, though she wasn't sure why.

"You." The woman said in a language she didn't recognise, but she understood the words nonetheless. "How did you get here?"

Anna looked at the woman, and felt uneasy. She looked almost... too real, if such a thing was even possible. Every pore on her porcelain skin was crystal clear, every strand of hair crisp. "I... what are you?"

"Answer my question first." She replied frostily.

"I don't know." Anna said plainly. "One moment I was in Waterdeep, now I'm here."