Ereshkygal has directed Wraithvine to a most unusual place, a vineyard growing plants partially in the human and fae realms. The wine vintage it produces makes those who imbibe translucent for a few hours with no other effects. It's unclear if this is harmful, no one seems to have been so far, but the Goddess must want something of the unusual vintage… -- Deathshead419
In eons past, say the stories, the Great Dragons pulled stars from the Plane of Magic to toss them into the sky. Those stars fell to the surface of Alfarell and became the world's first Elves. There was still a patch of the world called Faefell. Blue grass grew there, along with interesting crops.
One of those was a remarkably ordinary-looking grape. The vines it sprouted from had taken on Escherian tangles, but the grapes themselves were perfectly mundane.
Wraithvine puzzled at the presence of the vinyard. Yes, this land did contain a lot of the essences of Nanogh. It was evident in the fact that no straight lines could exist within its borders. People had long since given up on trying. Even the grass grew up twisted, and Sprites cavorted freely among the leaves.
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