"Come quickly. We have taken too much time."
The little blue Kobold scampered eagerly down the corridor, ushering the group along as soon as Corvus stepped through the portal. As it closed behind him, he took a curious look around.
He expected something grandiose or epic, something that might boggle the mind and force him to reevaluate his very understanding of the universe. At the very least, he expected something interesting looking.
What he got instead was a hotel corridor. One he had been in plenty as a child. Equipped fully with the long red carpet that spanned the length of the seemingly endless corridor, plain wooden doors either side of that corridor and ugly, ill-suiting wallpaper on its walls.
The most interesting thing about this tragically mundane hotel corridor was the art hanging on the wall. Just like every hotel, it had to have tacky landscape paintings to give it some feeling of life and vibrance.
