Out the door I stepped, into a wild land, sparsely populated with a variegated people. A miniature landscape dotted with artisan's hovels, empty buildings, artist's palettes, sawdust, lace, sealing wax, and long expanses between provisioners. Your hope could fail you on the long trail, but don't let it! You are not alone. The currents run deep and the guild is strong here. Persevere and you will be rewarded.