You used to fly through the air on scaled wings, run through the forests on all fours, swam through he oceans with barely a ripple. You were different, unique, magical. But with the progress of science the world is slowly becoming less magical. Your fire breath can barely light matches, your shape-shifting doesn't hold, your voice is enchanting just no longer literally. Trains and automata and factories now fill the country side, wherever the appear the world is that much more bleak, color and magic drained away. You however remember stories of a city of peace and magic, untouched by the outside world, a city called Shangri-La. It is out there somewhere, you hope. You will find it, you hope. Because if you don't, you will be stuck permanently as one of them. As a helpless, depressing human. Living their boring colorless life. ----------------------------------------- <a href="https://app.roll20.net/lfg/listing/156291/journey-to-shangri-la" rel="nofollow">https://app.roll20.net/lfg/listing/156291/journey-to-shangri-la</a>