tea and talk

The clans on the other side of the veil of illusion are ancient almost beyond belief.....while the dinosaurs prowled the mundane, the spiritual cousins lived in high castles, consorting with the dragon-kind, taming unicorns, casting fell spells, etc....And, on occasion, some of the more radical family members would slide across the interface and wander the mundane.....and, one thing leading to another as you might well imagine, the blood of the Old Ones became mixed with the blood of tribes on this side, the world of our common pre-history, and history.

"Our clan traces it's line on your side of reality back to a royal family in the Celtic era in Europe." explains my hostess. "A Druid adept conjured open a doorway between the realms that was so well made that it stayed open for decades....whole caravans came and went, and cultural changes exploded on both sides." she pauses to sip some tea. "And when the gateway failed at the time of the demise of the Arch-Druid, many citizens ended up stranded out of their proper spheres. Of course children resulted from this state of affairs, and so it is that until even this very day some individuals in each generation inherit the ability, and the craving, to cross over....to find the other half of life they feel calling them across space and time."