I know I was in the Duchesses forest around Myrica to catch a deer, and then I walked through some trees and I came out around here. Which is distinctly not the right place. The nymph of this tree keeps insisting there is no Cormont or Myrica or Erilea... but that cannot be so, a world does not simply vanish.'

Though he is clearly upset, he hasn't hurt so much as a twig, and nor does he look like he's about too, though his breath is a little uneven and his mind very much disquieted by such a turn of events.

'I wouldn't put it past them to drag me to a different forest but this is something else entirely.'