Many have fallen into the depths of the mists, beyond our world and into Din. Once, Din was not an uncommon fate. But time has left the plane long forgotten, until now.

You wake in the cold dawn, panic tearing at the seams of your mind. Your memories are gone. Somehow, you know that Din is not your world. And yet, no world for you exists. The warm eyes of Penelope the Botanist greet you. She seems to have a kind curiosity about her. She begins to speak to you.