Welcome, Wanderer- Goblin- Friend!

to

The Twisted Tower

of

VORENAEX THE RED

Sparks of golden light prickle and pop in the air as the Dreamstone shifts the world around you; the walls inflate outwards, to make room for a huge nonsensical tangle of shining brass limbs, perched upon which are dozens of images of dream-spheres, hanging like fruits on a proud and noble tree. Every piece is a world- map in miniature, intricate detail. This is the Orrery of Worlds, and you have entered the most beloved of Vorenaex's haunts--

THE OBSERVATORY

Purple Orb

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In time, my friends, I shall explore all there is to know of the wild world between sleep and spirit known as Dream. This arcane directory contains only some of the realms I have surveyed- from the spiralling Gossamer city at Zimdazaar to that broken and desperate place that we call the Sands of Nane. My observatory can, for only a moment, transport you to these liminal realms, where the unreal becomes all the more tantalizing, as the mists give it form.

It should be well noted that there are terms I use for the things of Dream that may sound foreign to the ears of laymen. Here are the most common thereof, and their meanings:

Lands of Dream

The Sands of Nane

Vorenaex the Red, privileged custodian of this fine tower, welcomes all manner of callers-in and passers-by! This tower, painstakingly raised by inch and inch, is a record of their greatest works and works-in-progress.

Perhaps you will find them deep in thought, perusing tomes of forgotten lore. Their reviews of such arcane texts may prove useful to you! Check the Library for those and other mystical musings.

It could be that they have returned from an expedition into the realms of Dream, and are updating their miraculous Orrery of Worlds to match their newest findings. Perhaps visit their Observatory and hear tales of denizens, dreamers, and unlikely gods.

Or, if you are here seeking advice on the herbaceous and horticultural, the Garden is teeming with magical and mundane flora -- though you'll have to tread cautiously and speak quietly. There is a dryad that wanders that place, and she has been known to set strange ideas in the heads of visitors.

Whatever you seek, enjoy yourself, my friends! The world could do with a little more magic, and you've come to the right place.