Feb 7, 2025 12:44 am
The sun droops at the horizon with that strange squashed shape that it gets when it's about to set. The sun is red, the sky is gold with hot pink clouds fading upward to purple. In the other direction it's the verge of night, but the face of the Crawling Glacier sparkles blue-white and red in the fading sunlight.
You have built a fire to fend the dark and the beasts that roam before the glacial waste. A Tiwafin warrior has joined you in her travels. Her olive-skinned face shows many years, and bears strange scars as if from flame. Her cornrowed hair is grey, her eyes likewise the color of fine steel. The spear that rests across her cross-legged lap looks new. Its blade is the same color as her eyes. The fire casts flickering shadows on her features as she speaks:
You have built a fire to fend the dark and the beasts that roam before the glacial waste. A Tiwafin warrior has joined you in her travels. Her olive-skinned face shows many years, and bears strange scars as if from flame. Her cornrowed hair is grey, her eyes likewise the color of fine steel. The spear that rests across her cross-legged lap looks new. Its blade is the same color as her eyes. The fire casts flickering shadows on her features as she speaks:
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"It's remarkable that we should meet here. I have been hunted for years by the Dream Stalkers, those servants of the Amaranthine Sorcerors. Recently, I learned of ancient knowledge that may nullify The Dreaming God's power. The guru who knows the mantras resides in the stones of the Alabaster Maze. I travel thence so that I may be once more free to dream. Will you join me?"