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Samatha looked around, bewildered. What just happened? Where am I?

She had been headed back home to Frappeli, when the storm hit. Home, to her father and her little boy. But she couldn’t remember what happened.

She clutched at the hilt of her rapier that hung at her waist, her insides twisting and making her feel sick.
After gazing a moment out over the water, she turned and eyed the buildings. She was in unfamiliar territory. All she wanted was to get back home.