OOC As decreed by the Lord, Ib Dhas'aad En, the first world handed down to him by his mother, the Sky and his father, the Sun, shall be left to it's own devices! To never receive aid! To be left to wallow in it's own darkness! The lord, Ib Dhas'aad En shall create a new world! The second world! Dhelir Datohya, shall be home to the purest of beings! So has it been said. So has it been written. "So I need you to pretend to be my fiancee at the reunion and then later on that night I need you to pretend to be my sister so I can relate to my boss about having an overbearing older sister." Sometimes Candace couldn't believe the things that came out of her clients' mouths. Pretend to be the fiancee at a function that's less than five miles away from the employer-employee outing? Honestly. This was ridiculous. But...It would be hilarious to witness the shit storm that erupted after someone saw them at both parties. "Alright." The woman agreed and the dorky looking man in front of her grinned wildly and thanked her about a thousand times before signing the contract, giving her quite a few about him and even some videos of him when he was a child. "Wow." She said dryly, gesturing at the heinous stack of notes and flash drive that was probably filled with home videos. "You're really going the extra mile." Usually she just spent a few weeks getting to know her clients, reading notes and watching videos wasn't really her thing. But, the double tasks was going to bring in a lot of money, so she didn't mind spending a few hours going through his life story. Maybe she'd go and get some popcorn from the-- Suddenly she wasn't standing in her office anymore and her goofy client was nowhere to be seen. "Mr. Logan?" She called out, whirling around and trying to figure out where she was. But all she could gather was that she was in some sort of ancient village. There was a massive wooden statue depicting a young--and kind of hot--man with broad wings, extending his hands as if he were reaching towards her. "Where the hell am I?" She demanded, but she received no answer. How could she have--How could she have just appeared here? There were no warnings! No sounds! She didn't even blink or fall over and hit her head on something! She was just. Here. But where was here?