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Eeiys, although face down in the soft grass, managed to turn his head, fighting through the immense pain to ensure Dssialii was still there, and still alive. It seemed that his Goblin friend had had a much more comfortable journey here than he had. The Goblin had a fully packed cache of supplies and no serious injuries from the fall, by the looks of it. Eeiys assumed this was because of his less than savoury reaction to whatever that was. He didn't imagine Dssialii had tried to attack it like he had. The knight had bruised all over, maybe even fractured a toe or a shin or a rib. To put it in layman's terms, whatever had just happened, hurt. 

"What the hell was that? And Where the hell are we?"

Dssialii took a moment to bend down and pick up his spear before making his way over to Eeiys and offering him a hand to help him up (as little as the assistance of such a short, light creature could really help). His color was quickly returning to normal, since apparently yelling just three words was enough to get rid of his extra energy today. "I don't know... grasslands of some sort, so the Plains of Origin or the Zephyr Plains, I suppose." He waited for a few moments, waiting to feel any of the breeze that gave the latter place its name, and after not feeling anything for a few moments, and noticing that the dirt wasn't particularly sandy, he concluded, "Yeah, Planes of Origin."

Good thing he had a map for that! Though looking around quickly didn't reveal any particularly obvious landmarks, he still pulled the map he'd made 7 years ago of this Plain and looked from it to their surroundings. "Well that doesn't particularly help," he muttered.
Eeiys had to take a moment to brush himself down after, despite Dssialii's aid, pulling himself up off the ground. The Goblin's heart was in the right place, but he didn't do much to lift the full-grown man off the ground by himself.

"Definitely the Plains of Origin. Not enough trees to be the Zephyr Plains." 
Eeiys retracted Frost from it's sheathe to make sure the blade was not damaged in transit, turning it a little in his hand to inspect it from all angles. Once he was satisfied, he pushed it back to it's resting place and took a moment to take a heavy breath and turn a few times to get his bearings.
"We used to come here at the end of every Pale Crusade. You know, back when I was with the Winter Knights. It's unmistakable, and definitely eerie." 
He looked down at Dssialii, who was stood at his side, examining his map.
"Why do you have a map of flat plains, anyway?"

"Mmmmhmmmm." Dssialii was still looking at his map in the vain hope of maybe just remembering where this particular field of grass and minuscule variations in height happened to lay within the larger picture of identical fields of grass and minuscule variations in height, but he wasn't having much luck.

"Well, sometimes maps are nice! And I wanted to try out my hand at cartography. Little good it does us here, though." But actually... he could probably make a pretty good estimate where they weren't, at least, since it wasn't like no one had ever settled on the plains, or that they were completely featureless. And since they couldn't see any settlements or features, they must have been... just about smack-dab in the center of the place. "If I were to make a guess, we are literally," and here he pointed at the center of the map where he'd labeled this particularly-boring stretch of the Plains, "in the Middle of Nowhere."

Eeiys grunted. The middle of nowhere? The very centre of Enduwin? Maybe not geographically, but even the most stout disbelievers in the Gods don't dispute that this was where it all began. He should have been humbled, but instead he was just disgruntled. He had no idea why he was there or how, or what monstrosity had so easily moved them across the very world. 
"Oh," he muttered, discontent at the mundane prospect. The plains weren't even exotic; sure they held meaning to the holy and magical types, but to everyone else it was just a vast grassland and little else. 
"So, I have another question. I'm guessing you have a better insight into this than I do... What exactly happened back there? I've never even heard of a mage capable of this, and i've heard plenty of tales about the deadliest mages in history," 
He looked down at the Goblin who was still examining his map, engrossed in his cartographical skills, obviously proud of his deduction about their location. "And why here?"

"Ahhhhhhh..." Dssialii rolled back up his map and slotted it back into place on his belt, and then proceeded to anxiously scratch behind his ear. What he suspected had happened wasn't likely to sit well with Eeiys, and not-particularly feeling like souring the mood even further, he decided it was probably best to keep it to himself.

"Don't know. Was certainly magic more powerful than anything I've witnessed before." And he had seen goblin dragons! And the fact that this thing had been more powerful than even that, and had mentioned something about doing Trayig's job... well it didn't take a genius to put the pieces together, though it apparently took someone of a higher-caliber intelligence than he to figure out why they'd been plopped down in the Middle of Nowhere.

"And... well, I'm sure we'll find out why soon enough. We'd probably just get magicked back here again if we were to try to run off, anyway." The goblin sat himself down resignedly, stabbing his spear into the ground next to him so he didn't have to bother with continuing to hold it and wouldn't have to lean down to pick it up whenever the time to get on the move would come.

"Smoke?" he offered the pipe again, figuring that maybe his friend would be more open to the suggestion with all that had just happened.

"No. Thanks," Eeiys stated firmly, making a pushing gesture as if to repel the pipe. He suspected Dssialii may have been keeping something from him, though he was not sure what. The knight had been the first to get teleported to the Plains, with the Goblin following a few moments behind. He did not care to ask exactly what was exchanged in those few seconds of his absence. Still, if Dssialii thought it a good idea to keep it from him, there was more than likely a good reason. The glassblower was no fool, that much could be said about him. Eeiys pushed the thought to the back of his mind. 
"I'm sorry. I should have been more prepared. i let my guard down," He shook his head. "And I don't know if it was following me, or you, or both of us, but in the case of the former, I am sorry you got caught in this," 
Eeiys tensed his hand, flexing and relaxing it several times over just to get the blood flowing. It was as if he was preparing himself for any situation that may arise. "I don't know what or who might be lurking here, and i'd like to get out of here, but I suspect you may be right," 
The knight took to one knee, and then to both, shifting his weight backwards so he toppled a little and onto his backside. He relaxed just a little, stretching his legs out. "But I know you won't leave here until you know why we got sent here in the first place, and i'll be damned if i'm leaving you here alone."