They each lead to a place the similar, but different from your own homelands. It is like traveling to a new country, but it is instead a different dimension, or reality. She told you, but you could see in her eyes she had some trouble explaining it to you.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=56680&page=10#100 Author: Clemenceau Time Posted: 1/20/2018 at 11:17 PM As you approach the blue mirror, the same thing happens, but the image is different.

Alec moves tho the black mirror, trying to make a decision.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=56680&page=10#99 Author: Clemenceau Time Posted: 1/20/2018 at 11:15 PM [quote=1137279] It hummed it a pleased way, the pattern which was its head changing in rythym., Of course, it is my duty. Welcome to the black dimension. I am called Desmar.

I stand up, then bow a little to the creature. "Hello, Desmar. I am Astraeus." I look around, observing my surroundings. Black dimension, hmm? Interesting. There were more than one dimension in the universe.

The lady suddenly burst into a loud giggle, after a minute, she re-composed herself, smiling broadly and waving for you to rise. "You are a flirtatious one, aren't you? Unfortunately, I am probably a millennia too old for you. My name has been lost to time, but you may call me Herald."

"Why should age, matter, ma'am?" he straightened up, "Herald, can you tell me which region we are in currently?"

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The images flash into existence, barely giving you time to take them in.
Silver:

White:

Black:

Purple:(working now)

Yellow:

Red:

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=56680&page=11#105 Author: Clemenceau Time Posted: 1/21/2018 at 2:10 PM (Don't forget to bold/quote) The images flash into existence, barely giving you time to take them in. Silver: White: Black: Purple:(working now) Yellow: Red:

"So i just walk in?" i ask touching the red one

Desmar let out a happy hum, "What is the saying... Good to meet you. I am the Portal-Watcher. I am here to welcome you and direct you to the nearest city."

The black mirror, unlike the others, seems to ripple as the image appears.

"Yes," she told you. The mirror rippled around your hand, letting it pass through. "Do you pick that one?"

"Region... Hmmm..." She touched her chin thoughtfully, "This is not part of your world, or of any other really. Just a place between. I guard the gateways between worlds, I can lock and unlock them," she replied.