There are manny paths to new places where anything can appear at any time, you can walk under a furrogh and be transported to a forrest in the middle of nowere at a different time or a different planet, a world were the fabric of reality is worn thin, but somehow it stays free of eldrich horrors and monsters. but because of it being a cross roads nothing is as normal as it seems, that casheir had an extra finger, or that man had webbed hands. no one bats an eye at a strange hair color, or pointed ears because there was no need to be confused.