Admar was sitting on a comfortable mat in a lush clearing within The Meeting Place, a sphere of purple energy encompassing him with its vivid color. In his hands he held a glass prism which purple light emanated from, and apparently the source of the bubble he was currently engulfed in. The color invoker was meditating, a vision quest to which he sought many answers to. In his meditational journey he floated amongst the stars themselves in the black vacuum of space, astral body zipping from star to star, gathering what insights he could from each before moving on to the next. He was at this for some time before he noticed a rather strange sight before him about several yards away from his current position. It appeared to be a sort of void or emptiness within the black nothingness of space itself.
Intrigued greatly by this, Admar floated over there in his astral form to get a better look at this phenomenon. His examination revealed it to be a doorway, fluctuating in and out as though barely there. Where it led to, he could not rightly say.
After a more thorough examination with a mental glimpse into what lie beyond, Admar determined this to be a gateway to, of all places, Nowhere. Now this was fascinating to say the least. While Admar had come across many a portal and doorway, they usually led somewhere. To have a door lead nowhere at all seemed to defy many threads of logic. Some brief amount of time passed, or at least it would appear time were present here, in actuality time didn't exist in the black reaches of space. But for lack of a better description, to Admar time may have well have passed a little as he continued to gather what information he could from this strange doorway. It was white with a clear inside to it, and if he looked closer he could vaguely see the outline of a large castle within its mysterious depths. A dark forest surrounded the castle on all sides. Interesting, the mage thought both perplexed and awed at the same time.
After some more study and collecting what information he was able to, he deemed the time right to return to the material world. He zipped quickly back to his starting point, a lone etheric purple doorway floating in the midst of space. Stepping through, he was promptly returned to the clearing in The Meeting Place, the magic of the circular sphere dissipating as his consciousness returned to reality. In turn, the purplish light within the prism itself also faded, leaving it once more a seemingly normal glass prism of no real interest.
Tapping into this higher magic had drained part of his mana reserve, but Admar could easily recharge it by resting. After all Spirit Journey was not exactly a simple magical method, but one he was well-versed in nonetheless. Gathering up his mat and prism, Admar then walked through the woods of this magical place. The magic itself here was clearly evident, even to those not well-versed in energy detection. He continued to walk, his colorful robe swishing around him as he did.
Soon, he came upon a tree. A rather unremarkable tree if he did say so himself. However the tree itself was not what got his attention, nor did the rapidly fading mark on the tree capture his interest either. Instead, his gaze was drawn to a rather strange looking fellow, shoulder-length red hair and goatee some of his most notable features. Admar curiously detected the same type of energy he had observed from the Nowhere doorway in his meditation coming from this person. Perhaps this individual hailed from such a place, or rather he thought, a non-place. He smiled wryly at this absurd notion. That's what happens when one spends a lot of time with oneself, he thought. One stops making sense to even himself.
Admar waved at the other man, attempting to get his attention as the mage sensed no threat from him at all. "Hello there stranger! Lovely day, is it not?"
