Poul paced around the apartment in a blend of surprise and bewilderment. Most of that was directed at the other person in the room. Heinlein Siannodel was an interesting blend of both Elf and Eladrin. That was something that had let the two bond at among anything at high school and lead to them both becoming Huskies in the terms of higher education. Poul rubbed the stumps of his horns. He had never intended to go for the Hellboy look. For one thing he was a few shades too dark leaning more to crimson than comic book red. For another his fashion sense was more in line with the world outside. But underneath the leather armor he wore a t-shirt that on the back asked a question that read “Out of African?” under a logo with a lion’s head on it. His cloak was anther oddity in that it had both secret compartments, and had zippers on both the entrances to said compartments and the front of the cloak. In contrast Heinlein wore a shirt with easily removable sleeves and jeans.
“Let me get this straight,” Poul said trying to not add frustration to the mix. “Because it makes little sense. You want to send me to a plane that you, a planeswalker, can’t easily reach? Call me crazy, but doesn’t that sound like Zendikar?”
“Add in a bit of Alara during Its shards period and you get what I mean,” Heinlien added. “In addition, we have another problem of having only tech being the direct line of sight, but in order to get you there you need to be coming at it from here. From our earth to there would be like aiming for a bulls eye edge on. Also be on the look out for strange places and objects called ‘Ætherfacts’.”
“Strange how? We talking time war weird, or more of a Lovecraft weird?”
“More along the lines of WTF weird. The last one took me off Faerun, and dumped me in a town made up of people that were long past dead. All were of high intellect.”
“Examples would be helpful.”
“Try both Shakespeare and Tolkein.”
“That would do. Any idea of magic drain?”
Hienlein sighed as he punched in the coordinates of .”As far as I know the magic is normal, so Athas-like is out of the question. But Like I said not so sure of the other five. As far as tech goes, that could be any one’s guess. From just a cursory tour I found enough to say that Isher was torn apart by means of some unknown force. Be careful your on a new level of power.”
With that said, the wormhole came to life inside the same frame that Poul walked through. Poul walked to the dimensional bridge and simply said “I will.”
