I rose from the ground, simultaneously taking in my surroundings and scanning the various curiously shocked faces of the Morkath. They were humanoid, but not human, with a slight blue tint to their skin with contrasting sharp gold eyes, a stark reminder that I was not among my kin.
A heavy silence hung in the air as all eyes turned to me, frozen in anticipation of my next move. Baffled yet resolute, I decided to go along with their beliefs, hopeful that this path would lead to some answers.
My newfound guide, a seemingly noble Morkath called Jorum, led me through the various lands of Kathorn. We traveled using their strange hovering devices, which seemed to defy the laws of gravity I was accustomed to, a reminder of the difference between our worlds.