You approach a tall tower made from shining white stone,two amythist dragons entwine the tower,a soft glowing light eminates from them.....

You are no longer in the world such as it is,you have passed from the eyes of mortals and are now in the Realm of spirits known as the Umbra...here light and darkness are split only by a faint white mist that is daylight,it has taken some time to reach where you are,although again Time here is different,strange....you came eventually to a bright place,a place of creativity and dreams,it is known as the High Umbra and here you found what you were looking for,the entrance to the Realm of Tellurian the Unchanging,where the Academy of True Magicks exists,you gave your word to the spirits here that you brought no evil,no harm and entered.......

The Realm of Tellurian is unspoiled,you walked here and saw the world as she was many thousands of years ago,you walked through the forests and saw the Unicorn drinking from a clear river,the water flowing quickly over small stones,you saw a fish flick it's tail and hide under a rock and then you saw the tower and headed for it....

You come back from your thoughts to look at the tower again,closer now as you approach it,it is called Time's Denial,and the one you seek here is known as Solrath Teferi.You step closer moving to the oak and iron studded door and knock loudly and then again,the knock echoes throught the tower and a muffled voice comes from inside...
"Aye,aye!...gimme a minuite would ye!,cannae hae a pipe in peace these days wi' out some bugger interruptin ye!"
There is the sound of movement and someone approaches the door muttering something,there is the sound of a lock being taken of and muttering as various wards are disabled...the door opens and a face looks out,well two do
The first is that of an old man,a very short old man...with the longest beard you have ever seen and are likely to see except,possibly on a bearded Giant,his nose seems unnaturaly large and his eyes twinkle a merry blue,his face is wrinkled with both age and laughter,the second face is that of a cat which appears to be floating....yes floating...the sea green eyes of the cat study you and the cats winks mischieviously...both the short man and the cat smoke pipes,you smell the rich scent of the tobacco and then begin to feel relaxed,mellow even.
The old man smiles,the pipesmoke twists about him absently,lazily"So i see ye finally got 'ere then,bah! took ye long enough,well what be ye a waitin' fer?...dinnae stand thar like a stunned rabbit! git thy arse in ere,..what?.....aye I be Solrath,and the cat there that has ye so bemused that be Tam...now shift thy arse,or ye'll ne'er get anythin' done!
The door closes and you stand in the entry way of the Tower,the stairs go upward in a shimmering haze,you also notice a door to the side of you,the air in here is musty and old,Solrath looks at you and mutters something...
"Well?.....what came ye 'ere fer?.....i dinnae hae that long ye know! interuptin an old man in the middle o a pipe! I dinnae ken,folks these days!"...he seems to consider and smiles..."weel mayhap ye could sit wi' me and talk o' family history?..share a pipe mayhap?..aye?