Lucan stood on the deck of his ship with Silent, Tigereye and his party while using his passive ethereal vision. He kept his eyes open for a good place from them to cross over.
"Where is this place Miss Night?" Tigereye asked.
"We are sailing the yellow river in the ethereal realm."
"Ethereal Realm?" He asked.
Lucan spoke before Silent could answer. "It is the realm between realms. All the planes of existence are in the same location. It is the ethereal realm that separates them. If you ever walk from one realm to another without using a gate or some other device, it is because the ethereal realm collapsed in that area."
"And the yellow river? It seems strange."
"It is something you should never touch, it ferries dead souls to the after life or reincarnation, depending on their path."
"I see. And what is up with the disturbing creatures we keep passing?"