Locale Time/Space: New York(1.439-a);4B period 1004 1:15 am est
There were in the deep regions of space, pathways to dimensional pockets, hidden to all but those who knew the great highways of existence. These were the gateways between worlds. In this specific pocket, in this particular quadrant at this precise moment there came a quiver, the tiniest quake that suddenly ripples and slowly burst open depositing Dez Faezäro, Imperial Assassin of the Ruling House of Deamos, into this space and time. It had been a blur to her eyes but through the haze she knew that she was no longer home. She could see endless rich blackness and golden hued pathways, like some great cosmic expressway.