80th day of Spring, 513 AV
The night was alive. It chorused with sound, five gleaming peaks reflecting Leth’s blessed kiss. The moon had waxed to fullest potential, sitting triumphant amongst the jagged outlines. It was during the mid-moon rest period, between twenty-three and four. Many citizens chose this hour in particular to submit to Nysel’s dark embrace and slip away into the chasm of dreams. To those that wandered the streets, five stars began to barrel toward the earth. The descent came without warning, rime or reason; each trailed a burst of glorious color as it burned through the navy firmament. Each was different and each was splendid as it spiraled out into nothing. But none could answer why. They appeared and just as quickly, vanished.
Still, Lhavit did not still for their blessed sleep. A select few felt the summons, irresistible – as their dreams began to veer off course… Each vision fell blank and began again as a fertile copse of trees. The dream was too lucid to be accidental. Each person heard the lusty cricket’s song and felt the mild spring breeze. They heard the leaves rustle gently with the wind.
Raised voices echoed from tree to tree and feet thrashed through the undergrowth. ”Lucilla, hurry up!” The hiss echoed into the clearing. ”I’m trying! Shut up!” The reply marked the entrance of two women, flanked by a third. ”I think we lost him,” one breathed, winded from their flight. The others nodded mutely.
All three were clearly weathered, dressed in tattered finery. They were as varied as the hues of a rainbow. The one called Lucilla was willowy and brunette and the one who chastised her was curvy and petite, crowned by auburn locks. The third had hair of the sun but skin like bronze, her stature falling somewhere in the middle. ”Eyaire, we can’t go any further...” The blonde was speaking to the redhead. ”Lhavit is just around the corner,” Eyaire said, gripping the tops of her arms. ”We can’t let him claim us now.”
”I cannot claim what is already mine, my dear.” A voice came from about, deceptively sweet. All three glanced up in horror to see a man hanging from the tree, as if by a single thread. His hair was darker than the sky and his eyes, a deep violet. ”You’ve made me very angry these past weeks, but this goes no further. Especially for you,” he crooned at Lucilla. ”I will bring you all back where you belong.”
”I don’t think so, Widow.” Eyaire smoothly cast a dagger underhand, the blade making its mark. ”Run!” She cried at the others, who stood dumbstruck. The man howled in anger, dislodging the blade from his shoulder before leaping gracefully to the ground. The two women saw his approach and took off blindly, fleeing in opposite directions. ”You bitch!” His eyes shaded with anger. Eyaire was unable to react before his fist thudded against her temple, knocking her cold.
”You’re lucky I have to take you all. If I wasn’t working with a time limit, I might punish you right now.” The man sneered at her inert body. ”I’ll be back,” he menaced and disappeared into the night.
The dreamers awoke suddenly, forced from their slumbers. It was midnight. Each woke knowing where, knowing how… Their hearts all universally yearned toward the place of the dream. The Misty Peaks, they all thought in unison. Past the Tranquil Port. Into the wilderness.
Go to The Misty Peaks.
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OOCHey all! As you may have guessed, all of your PCs have this dream at the same time. The posting order is the same as the OOC announcement - Lu Gavima, Alses, Alduin, Vyxaaron Yew, Mara, & Albireo. If you drop out, please let me know!
Still, Lhavit did not still for their blessed sleep. A select few felt the summons, irresistible – as their dreams began to veer off course… Each vision fell blank and began again as a fertile copse of trees. The dream was too lucid to be accidental. Each person heard the lusty cricket’s song and felt the mild spring breeze. They heard the leaves rustle gently with the wind.
Raised voices echoed from tree to tree and feet thrashed through the undergrowth. ”Lucilla, hurry up!” The hiss echoed into the clearing. ”I’m trying! Shut up!” The reply marked the entrance of two women, flanked by a third. ”I think we lost him,” one breathed, winded from their flight. The others nodded mutely.
All three were clearly weathered, dressed in tattered finery. They were as varied as the hues of a rainbow. The one called Lucilla was willowy and brunette and the one who chastised her was curvy and petite, crowned by auburn locks. The third had hair of the sun but skin like bronze, her stature falling somewhere in the middle. ”Eyaire, we can’t go any further...” The blonde was speaking to the redhead. ”Lhavit is just around the corner,” Eyaire said, gripping the tops of her arms. ”We can’t let him claim us now.”
”I cannot claim what is already mine, my dear.” A voice came from about, deceptively sweet. All three glanced up in horror to see a man hanging from the tree, as if by a single thread. His hair was darker than the sky and his eyes, a deep violet. ”You’ve made me very angry these past weeks, but this goes no further. Especially for you,” he crooned at Lucilla. ”I will bring you all back where you belong.”
”I don’t think so, Widow.” Eyaire smoothly cast a dagger underhand, the blade making its mark. ”Run!” She cried at the others, who stood dumbstruck. The man howled in anger, dislodging the blade from his shoulder before leaping gracefully to the ground. The two women saw his approach and took off blindly, fleeing in opposite directions. ”You bitch!” His eyes shaded with anger. Eyaire was unable to react before his fist thudded against her temple, knocking her cold.
”You’re lucky I have to take you all. If I wasn’t working with a time limit, I might punish you right now.” The man sneered at her inert body. ”I’ll be back,” he menaced and disappeared into the night.
The dreamers awoke suddenly, forced from their slumbers. It was midnight. Each woke knowing where, knowing how… Their hearts all universally yearned toward the place of the dream. The Misty Peaks, they all thought in unison. Past the Tranquil Port. Into the wilderness.
Go to The Misty Peaks.
(extras!)
OOCHey all! As you may have guessed, all of your PCs have this dream at the same time. The posting order is the same as the OOC announcement - Lu Gavima, Alses, Alduin, Vyxaaron Yew, Mara, & Albireo. If you drop out, please let me know!
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