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You slip from the dark green and black portal into a realm of mist-blanketed, lush vegetation and rocky outcrops. The moist air is cool and intoxicating. You look at the white sky, knowing the clouds are just waiting to cry mercilessly but not for a while yet. A nicely cold wind whispers by you and you close your eyes contently. A perfect time for a walk. You follow a well-travelled path that leads through two large rocks jutting out from each side. Something pounces down on you with a chuckle and you look around wildly but see nothing. You stay seated on the ground for a moment, breathing heavily and looking for your assailant. The Highlands have gone silent again and you furrow your brow in anger and confusion. With a snort, you stand, dust yourself off and continue on your way. There are no rocky outcrops for your assassin to hide behind for a good while and you intend to take your time. Once your nerves have calmed, your pace relaxes to a casual walk. Something smacks you in the back of the head and you stumble forward but remain standing. Your eyes widen as a bright, magenta colored ball glows before you. It zips around, side to side before you. You stare, bewildered and lost in its glare. It smacks you square in the forehead sending you back on your hind end. It's not hitting you to kill you but it still hurts like a Hellian! You grumble curses under your breath and stand again, looking everywhere to see nothing again. Whoever is laughing at this is getting a boot up their... Something hits you in the back but doesn't push you over. A voice whispers in your ear, "You innocent bystanders are so fun to play with". You whip around, shoving the creature off and your eyes nearly escape their sockets.  A strange, feline-equine creature stands before you, holding out one forepaw. The purple demon sphere floats an inch from his grasp. "My name is Bereich which means Sphere in German. I was wminding my own one day, tormenting a traveller, and he cursed in his own tongue at this," he bounces the bright globe, "he kept cursing this "bereich", I liked the word". "Lady Reaper provided the translation and if you're wondering, I am a Mequis". You stand stock still while you digest this information. He took his time with his mischief but is brushing you off rather quickly. You hesitate a moment and then ask him what is a Mequis. He glares at you with a raised eyebrow and shakes his head in hopelessness. "Get your heels on the move for Lanse'shri immediately. You poor deprived soul," he bows his head to you in respect. Bereich looks up just as quickly as he had bowed, winks and darts off with a flick of his lion-like tail. You laugh lightly at absolutely nothing and shake your head.
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