Wilderlands Network

[It’s just Elle and Lloyd ‘on screen’, since Raistlin doesn’t wanna and it’s pointless with Need, but her gravelly Mindvoice still sounds:] We’ve found something important, children.

[Elle:] Ooooh boy did we find some shi-stuff. We have good news and bad news. Well, bad news and worse news, really.

[Lloyd:] Elle and I made contact with the spirits of some of the previous inhabitants. They told us that other worlds are being pulled in–or parts of them, in some cases–and that the bigger this amalgam gets, the more unstable the magic holding it together becomes. The whole thing is in danger of collapse, if things continue the way they’ve been going.

[Elle:] Any world with magic is at risk of getting dragged in and torn apart. Non-magical worlds have a chance, too.

[Need:] The Market’s living inhabitants also left us some messages. A letter describes this place as a patchwork, like the two just said, and that it’s called the Wilderlands. Now, the Trolls who used to live here were harmed by the cavern roof being breached when it crossed over and their Heartstone was already dying, so they left to find refuge in a place called Rivendell.

...By the by, the little folks with the red hats are also people. This is their home. Speaking to them is difficult, but if they’ve taken anything of yours, come to me. I think I can negotiate to get it back. They're not going to try and steal anything else if we treat them respectfully.

[Lloyd:] One more thing. [ His expression sobers. ] The spirits we were talking to have disappeared–the Heartstone’s magic was helping them stick around long enough to make contact with us. We’re going to have to make a decision on what our next move is, and soon, because I don’t think we’re going to be safe here for much longer.

[Need:] The Trolls’ mages suggested we follow them across the desert to Rivendell. Supposedly, that's a place of greater safety and more answers.