Jun 18, 2018 2:44 am
[ +- ] Saris' Dream
You see a familiar sight. Berda Trading Post and the surrounding farmsteads seem to be celebrating some kind of harvest festival. Children are laughing and playing, people are dancing, drinking and having a wonderful time. Then a cloud passes over the sun. One of the children turns and looks directly at you. She mouths something but you can’t make out the words. You strain your ears and try to tune out the sounds of the merry making. You hear the faintest of whispers. Save us Saris. Save us and save the world.
[ +- ] Sovelin's Dream
You have been hunting your prey for the past ten years. Off and on the hunt has gone. Sometimes you even managed to corner the beast. You have fought to the death more times than you can remember. But every time you battle the beast one of you manages to escape. You have given each other countless scars but this time you know that it will be your final battle. You idly wonder what you’re going to do with your life once you complete your hunt. You banish such thoughts immediately. Such distractions could get you killed. You hear a movement to your left. You let out a cry and loose your arrow. Then you wake up.
[ +- ] Herod's Dream
You see an old man lying on his death bed. He is surrounded by loving family members. A wife, three children, their partners and nine grand children. You leave the room. Outside an entire nation waits. Kings and courtiers, dressed respectfully in black, bannermen with their banners raised high in salute, the biggest crowd you have ever seen, silently weeping in grief as the old man takes his final breath.
Flash. Your dream shifts. You are now standing in a castle built from black stone. The ground shudders as a massive stone smashes through the wall. It is under siege. You see a man dressed in black plate armour sitting on a throne of skulls. A servant rushes up to the man and speaks Master, all of the free kingdoms of the world have risen up against us. We must surrender.
A gauntleted fist reaches out and grabs the servant by the throat. He clenches his fist and crushes the man’s windpipe. Fight or die! the man roars at the rest of his assembled warriors. Then he picks up a massive warhammer and leads his followers into the breach. He doesn’t even see the blade that is thrust through his back. Stoically, he dies in silence as the battle wages around him.
Flash. You see the figure of Tymora. She looks you in the eye and tosses the coin. As it hits the ground you try to see which side came face up. Then you wake up.
[ +- ] Tomas' Dream
You are sitting in an arm chair beside the fire having a debate with a person sitting across from you. Their face is shrouded in shadow. Your discussion shifts to the nature of time and magical theory. You have the most amazing revelation. It all makes sense. Magic and time are intricately connected and you now know how to crack the code and live forever. You could bend reality to your very whim. All you need to do is remember the theory. You do your best to commit everything to memory. Then you wake up. Suddenly, something interrupts your dream. You hear the shard's voice scream in your head:
WAKE UP NOW! You wake up.
Please roll initiative.
