She walked carefully even if she was filled with anger, the forest was filled with strange creatures she had never seen before there were certainly those she was familiar with, but those were few and far between. Still, she could help but remember the day before, she had just escaped her pursuers and was forced to use a spell she had barely learned.
In all honesty that was entirely her fault, for one of the main rules is to never use a spell you aren't familiar with the consequences it brings. Now she was trapped in a strange land and some fool had bedded her, after he had managed to get her drunk.
"Turn back," a whisper from the woods told her, she ignored it however for if there was any way of returning home, it would be in the area she had arrived in.
"Turn back." It spoke louder, its voice making her body shake with the sheer power it possessed.
Morgan found herself shaken and discovered that for some reason she was on her knees gasping for air, she hadn't even realized when she had stopped walking. "I want to go home, I'm not from this place." She said.
"Your portal is closed and will not open again, the infection will spread to your homeland if you open it now." The voice spoke, yet its tone was softer as if it understood that the only thing she wanted was to go home.
Morgan was about to walk stand and walk forward once more only to find that her body no longer answered her and despite her efforts, her feet moved entirely on their own, at least until she stood in front of the same village she had just left.
Yet despite her anger, Morgan found herself intrigued by what she saw, stone golems plowed the fields alongside horses and their masters, a massive snake carried several women- children and a few men on its back, all of which had smiling faces, this alone told her that they were in no danger whatsoever.
A greater machine with steel wheels and a body made of metal carried stone, that men would take and place on the ground. They were building a road, yet besides the men, there was something Morgan had never seen before, it was an odd thing, two small creatures worked together one would dig a hole and another would place a stick in the hole and finally they would connect the sticks with each other using another stick.
The men were using this as a way to keep the road they were building straight, Morgan realized they were measuring both the distance and how wide the road would be.
"Quite a sight ain't it." A man that walked up her said.
"How?" Morgan said as she looked at what should by all rights be impossible, magical creatures regardless of their form did not like Humans.
"He keeps them in line." The man said as he approached her, yet as Morgan saw the man she noticed his body was covered with scars.
"The magician is a good man, so if you want revenge forget it, you slept in a warm bed. Any other place would have thrown you to the streets and it would be up to the mercy of the world for it to decide your fate. Plus's you dank to your heart's content and didn't even have to pay." The man told her, as he finally stopped in front of her. He held a battle hammer on his right hand and in his left hand he held a round shield. His feet were covered with metal boots and as strange as it seemed his chest, stomach, and back, as well as his midsection, seemed to have a ripe of magical protection on them.
"Names Barb, its short for Barbenios Barbaros Dantos, but most people call me Barb for short." The man introduced himself.
Morgan didn't say anything but it was meaningless to stay where she was, so she decided to walk into the village and actually speak to people and see where the nearest city was. She excused herself from the man and walked away leaving him behind.
It was a funny thing walking into the village, granted she had done it the night before, but only now Morgan could feel how peaceful everything was.