He steadied his breathing after spending the last few moments feeling his consciousness travel through the void. It was a common feeling for him, having traveled like this many times before. He was one of the few quickened that new how to transport himself from recursion to recursion and didn't have the limitations placed upon him. This also made him a bit of an outlaw back within the states, but he paid no mind. He remembers the first time, going through the void. He had taken about half a hit of spiral dust. He was jobless, homeless and broke drifting around the streets of NYC trying to lose himself where ever her could. Living a life that most wouldn't call a life at all. But what else would you do when you are trying to forget. Spiral Dust would leave him in places that were much happier. Places where he could be with his wife and daughter remembering the good times, the best of times. Hallucinations that would be more real to him than anything else within the world. At least he thought they were hallucinations. That last half a hit' That is where everything changed. It wasn't enough to transport him to a better place, and yet it did. After vomiting twice within the bushes, as his stomach turned from the rush of the translation, he was with his daughter and his wife. There were having a picnic when his daughter said something that was completely out of place. "The Angel doesn't want you coming to see us anymore," she said with a childhood innocence. There were small tears forming in the corner of her eyes as she said it. "But I don't want you to listen to him Daddy. I like seeing you." Since that moment he was floored, but he had this new found ability to travel from recursion to recursion. And since then he hasn't stopped looking. After calming his breath, and throwing up behind some rocks near by he opened his eyes. He was in a park, behind a thicket of trees and some rocks. He was a little shocked that he was still throwing up after each translation, but it was one of the few side effects he didn't mind. The side effect he did mind was the purple spirals that made up his eyes. Side effect of the Spiral Dust he was taking. He let off one more soft breath and started to look around the park. He then looked down at himself. Blue jeans, black short sleeved button down shirt, sneakers. He stared at his arms a bit looking over them. "Good, Human?" He thought to himself finishing looking down at himself. He set off out of the park trying to get a better idea of where he was. It wasn't to long till he realized that he was in a city, but this city was very' Odd. At least to him. A myriad of different races and beings walking the streets stopping at shops and going about their daily business. He has never seen so many different types of "race" all in one place before. Most recursions will have a race or two, but not the volume this place holds. It was kind of comforting. He made his way to what appeared to be an electronics store, but he wasn't sure. The store next to it was selling all sorts of magical items and what have you. He glanced into the window in time to see the morning news report about the strange rumblings in the ground about the city center. "Christ' Is that an Ogre?" He said looking to the image of the news anchor. He looked at his own reflection one more time. He was happy to see that he was in fact human, but unhappy to see that his eyes just refused to change back to something a little more normal. "This just in," the closed captioning read. "We are receiving a emergency dispatch from the Rhy"Din Beaurau of Public Transport." The news anchor continued. "Rhy"Din?" He thought to himself as the broadcast continued. "There was a mention of this in the Estate Files I hacked into last year. Not much was known about it except that a recurser named Maloki came from here, and took some members of the Estate to go explore it more." He looked about the city as these thoughts came to mind. "That expedition didn't return and was thought to have been killed in action." He started to wonder if it was here that they ended up getting killed. "City Center." He thought to himself" He looked at the TV one last time" Just to see the words, Red Dragon Inn flash on the screen. "Good place as any to check out I guess." He actually said silently to himself. He scratched his chin, and tried to figure out how to get to this so called Inn.