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== They're all dead… == | == They're all dead… == | ||
{{Fuelwen}}: We dispatched the skin eater quickly, and then dreamed ourselves to the dream-world version of Solipsism. ''Everyone'' was dead. Everyone we had met on Solipsism was dead. Frankly, it wasn't surprising, but I was not pleased to see the destruction. It was senseless, purposeless. No one held the territory, and the residents were hardly a ''threat''. | |||
But they were all dead, nonetheless. The region was dark. | |||
== The Citadel == | == The Citadel == | ||
{{Fuelwen}}: We found the same at the citadel; in the crafting room, where once dreamstuff sat, nightmarestuff lurked. In the treasure room, some annoying fairy hid, filching anything it could get its hands on. Brilla decided to attempt to craft something from the nightmare stuff, and that meant a long wait. Bo and I set out to explore further. | |||
In a field, we found Igoriana's body, and it was touched by an illusion. The illusion drew me there with a sound, and then made me believe I was beset by a horde of sea elves. I eventually escaped, but felt my mind torn asunder. I lost a portion of my wits in that encounter. | |||
We hurried back to the Citadel. | |||
== A long night == | == A long night == | ||
== Enemy Lines == | == Enemy Lines == | ||
== Rewards == | == Rewards == | ||
The bandanna that Brilla wove out of threads of nightmare detects as magic. | The bandanna that Brilla wove out of threads of nightmare detects as magic. | ||
Revision as of 20:15, 5 November 2009
Starring: 
Brilla, 
Bo, 
Fuelwen
Guest Starring: A fairy of some sort.
Challenge: Skin Eater, Our Own Minds, Elm St.
Location: Solipsism Coexistent Plane of Dreams
Date Played: 30 October 2009
They're all dead…
Fuelwen: We dispatched the skin eater quickly, and then dreamed ourselves to the dream-world version of Solipsism. Everyone was dead. Everyone we had met on Solipsism was dead. Frankly, it wasn't surprising, but I was not pleased to see the destruction. It was senseless, purposeless. No one held the territory, and the residents were hardly a threat.
But they were all dead, nonetheless. The region was dark.
The Citadel
Fuelwen: We found the same at the citadel; in the crafting room, where once dreamstuff sat, nightmarestuff lurked. In the treasure room, some annoying fairy hid, filching anything it could get its hands on. Brilla decided to attempt to craft something from the nightmare stuff, and that meant a long wait. Bo and I set out to explore further.
In a field, we found Igoriana's body, and it was touched by an illusion. The illusion drew me there with a sound, and then made me believe I was beset by a horde of sea elves. I eventually escaped, but felt my mind torn asunder. I lost a portion of my wits in that encounter.
We hurried back to the Citadel.
A long night
Enemy Lines
Rewards
The bandanna that Brilla wove out of threads of nightmare detects as magic.
