"Well obviously. It would be simpler like that."
I jump down and gather my things for the trip.
I'll then use my logic and spacial sense to find the thinnest wall to the side of the hill.
I'll then apply the principle of the board breaking strike to this. Then I focus my will into a punch that will make a big hole though the wall

when I looked though my che sight was Veiled Mystery really there? what about the others?
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Veiled Mystery is not all there. He's got one foot in the story, and another in a different tale. Basically, he somehow has a way out in the event things go south for him.

The others look at you with astonishment, and then realization dawns on them. "So, this whole time, we should be able to PUNCH holes in the sides of our homes, instead of digging?"

They disperse, very pleased, and immediately begin punching holes in the sides of their homes. "Wait, wait WAAAIIIIT!"

The old man speaks up. "What are all of you doing? Have you absolutely lost your minds?"

"What are you going to make the DOOR out of? Without a ceiling to set your door in, how will it open, if not for its own weight opening it? If you set the door in the wall, like crazy people, it won't open!"

Veiled looks at him and laughs. "An excellent point, bounder." He turns to you. "So, I don't suppose you have another 'logical' solution to this problem, do you?"

"You attach the door to the wall with a hinge. When you want to open it you push or pull on the door. duh."

They look at you with confusion, not comprehending.

The Jadefolk, which look like dwarves to you with large black shining eyes, seem to be impatiently tapping the ground with their feet.

Veiled immediately takes to his role as an adviser. "This village is doomed, doomed, unless we complete this quest. Then they can leave these holes and get some real houses. Ones up in the clouds! But we need a specialist, one that can face the dragon king Murgrathandar and live!"

He seems to want to get on with it already.

"...You guys have no concept of physics do you? Meh. You'll figure it out eventually."

I turn to Veiled Mystery.
"I am such a specialist. I'll face this dragon king Balthasar and live."

"Will you now? Can you sneak into the back door of the dragon's lair and steal the treasure out from under the king's nose and live? You can't even remember a simple name. Murgrathandar has killed several of those who have dared to pursue him. Others stand as monuments outside his lair. Truly he is a terrible foe."

The Jadefolk nod their heads, as if a good point was being made.

"Who said anything about using the back door and sneaking? I'll enter from the front and then beat him down. Who cares about what his name is? He'll be dead."

Cloaked Riddle simply shakes his head. "Others before you have tried. Tried and failed. Failed, after they tried to succeed. A success they never enjoyed. Because they did not succeed."

"No, this time we leave nothing to chance. Only a high risk infiltration to steal that which is significant to him, to lure him out and leave him vulnerable will work."

"To succeed, we take the greatest of chances. There is an order to things, and all will become clear in time. Time, you may not have, should you tarry for too long. And without that time, there will be no clarity. And without clarity, you shall fail, as those others I mentioned two paragraphs ago."

"oooookkkkk....
Let's get going then."

Your journey begins with Cloaked Riddle (in this story), or Veiled Mystery (whichever is preferred) leading the way. The thirteen Jadeborn follow behind you, eyes in all directions.

"Halt!" Veiled speaks quietly. "You, hero. We will need you to go on ahead, and scout the dangers for us."

In this forest, and in a clearing, there are three rather large ogre like creatures just off the path around a campfire. You can see them rather clearly from where you are right now.

"Ummm... I can see the danger from right here. There are three ogres like creatures right over there."

He gives you an annoyed look. "So? What does that have to do with anything? We need to scout ahead, or we might be ambushed. Who knows what sort of dangers lurk in these fell woods? Tread carefully, and be silent as a midnight breeze. That is not making any noise at all."

I roll my eyes, Do a short kata to enter into the Hero style and walk up to the ogres.
"Good day Sirs. How are you this fine day? I think it is a good day to go without an incident."

They look at you surprised. One of them is slightly larger than the other three and walks right up to you. "Oy, boys. Look a dis' here. We's been lookin' fer food, and food just walks right up and says ''ello!"

The one on the left looks around. "Somethin' 'bout this ain't right, boss. Wud if it be a trick?"

The third one joins in. "Yeah! Whud if 'e brought friends? Where yur friends, runt?"

"Are all fae stupid? Anyway, bad move."

I'll hit the big one with the perfect punch and send him flying into one on the other ones.
I'll then rush the other small one and strike a few of his chi points to set up a flow of chi to his head that will make his head explode with the key praise "You are already dead."
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You nail the large one and he goes staggering backwards, crashing off of his feet into the campfire behind him. He promptly gets up yelling and slapping himself out. The other two start laughing at his plight, and that's about the time you learn two things about the second thing you attempted:

One, really fat or large things are apparently resistant to that sort of treatment.

Two, unpracticed combative acupuncture is very hard, even against a distracted target.

The smaller one is punched several times, and is not amused by it at all, although he is noticeably hurt by it. He slugs you back, solid and hard. You go sailing backwards through the trees. He starts to stomp after you, while the others are extinguishing themselves or laughing about it, respectively.

OOC: Putting a mental flag here.

"Eh, that was a thing in the show."

I'll get up.

These ogres are creatures of chaos and illusion. Imposing order and stagnation on them should be deadly for them. So when I strike him, my blows will inflict order and turn him into immoble stone bit by bit.

I'll use my maneuverability to cause him to hit trees with his punches. I'll strike him when his guard is down.

"Whad are you laughing at, Lugnut? I'll slug yur face!"
"I wanna see you try, Grobad!"

While they are busy fighting, the smallest one is unrelenting in his goal. "Looks like I'm gettin' you all to meself. Hurhurhahaha!"

At this point he bumps into one of the Jadefolk, a particularly fat one. Apparently he had been following you. The ogre swiftly punches the Jadefolk unconscious.

"HEY! He brought friends! Get all the food before it gets us!"

The other two stop fighting.

"ugggg... Of course."
This is starting to feel really familiar for some reason.

Time to bring out the big guns. Their bodies are made of illusions so what happens when I dispell them?

I leap though the air toward the nearest one and rear back a punch. I shout "Illusion Breaker!" as I punch him.

Your punch blasts the ogre apart, and destroys a good chunk of the surrounding forest. Veiled Mystery is fleeing for his life.

You are back in the snow again, and you see where the dream forest continues in both directions around you, with you having made a bubble of reality in the dream. Your acquired food is all gone, as is anything you picked up from the fae world.

"Eh...Opps"

I'll continue heading away from Mentat. I'm looking for signs of human settlement.
I'll continue using Illusion Breaker when I encounter more illusions.
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While the illusion is withdrawing from you, you get a strange feeling around you. A feeling of unraveling, like reality itself is starting to shake apart.

"ah. opps."
I'll stop using Illusion Breaker and continue walking.

There is no more illusion. Things around you, however, are a bit odd. You swear you are seeing webs and spiders in the corners of your vision, and you vaguely hear chittering.

You see in the distance a mountain range beginning to form. You aren't quite sure if it is real or not, but it's a change of pace from the snow.

I'll walk to the mountains. Still looking for signs of human inhabitation.