The portal uncerimoniously dumps you on the ground and disappears with a brilliant flash of green light so sharp it takes you a few moments to be able to see clearly once more.
After blinking for a few minutes the bright dancing lights fade and you can see once more.
You sit in what appears to be a small clearing, surrounded by ankle deep clover... though, you wince, not where you landed.
Next to you is a small worn wooden sign, the wood split and weathered with age, it has been hammered into the ground and the thinness of the grass beneath you seems to indicate that this is a regular drop point for the portal from outside web planes.
In front of you is thick forest and behind a reasonable sized cave. On either side a meadow stretches. You think you can see a few shapes grazing over that way.

There is a sudden snake-like movement in the long grass nearby and you leap to your feet fearing a cobra or some other venemous scaly species.
The small, wingless blue dragon stops and looks affronted.
"There'ssss no need for that! I don't intend to bite you."
It hisses, coiling itself up to sit on it's hindlegs.

"I sssaw you looking perplexsssed and thought I might be able to render ssssome asssistance. Allow me, I am Monssssoon, Darkhorsssse ssometimess assskss me to act ass a guide."

"Where am I?!" You ask.

"Sssself evident no?" The small dragon flicks it's tongue out rapidly a few times in laughter, pointing to the sign with it's tail.

"Thisss land wass created asss a haven from a magik war ssssome three phoenix generationssss ago. Only recently hasss the shieldingsss ssset by Allanon weakened enough for visssitorsss and new ssspecies from the outssside to come." The small serpent uncoils, it's scales shimmering various cerulainne blues like rippling water.

"If you intend to sssstay for a while there isss much to sssee.
You could go towardsss the meadowsss where many of the equine inhabitantsss of the Tir graze, to the foresssst or into the Cavernssss.
And in cassse you are interessssted there isss alssso a messsage board in one of Darkhorsse'ss cavesss along with a lisssst of recent occurancessss and updatesss in the Tir."
Having thus spoken the small dragon shrugs away, leaving you to decide on your path.