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(Druids) A Night Of Nightmares...

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All attuned Druids find this night their dreams inundated with nightmares, even their more pleasant dreams taking darker turns, until one resonates strongest, most vividly.
 

((all attuned Druids share this dream))

 

A sphere of light floats in the center of a mass of white and black mists. The sphere is many fluctuating colors, mostly hues of browns, greens, and blues, it gives off an aura that seems to soothe, a perfectly harmonious melody emanating from it.

 

Little spheres of green begin to form all through the scene, and the mists seem to swirl in an intricate dance around the motes of green. All seems harmonious, the melodies and movements in perfect synchronization, until a note completely out of harmony sounds, drawing your attention back to the first sphere.

 

A ring of red mist forms a short distance away, encircling the sphere as discord takes hold of the mists between them, beginning to churn wildly. Suddenly, a gout of flame overtakes the sphere and it bursts, the shockwave spreading outwards, all the green motes vanishing as it touches them, until none remain.

 

Only the swirling white and black mists remain, and as the scene begins to fade, a few faint green motes alight where the sphere once was, slowly beginning to spread outwards once more...

 

And you awaken...

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Aeras shocks up "Been having wacky dreams.." He'd scratch the back of his head and go back to sleep

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"Fateful churning of the Four," clicks the Shadow Druid within his cavern domain. "Is it solely I whom attains these wordless messages, or withthose who have lost the Way?"

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The Squirrel Druid awakes once more with a jolt, sweat glistening on his brow.

"Darn dreams.. keep ruining my sleep.. Too many.."

He sighs once, glancing around. He heads out with another sigh, going to work around his home.

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Lilliana gasps and sits up. She looks towards the tree tops. Her eyes close and she buries her head into her knees. "As if torture isnt enough to keep me awake..." she murmurs trembling.

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"I need to stop borrowing the Pipeweed Druid's green..." She murmurs, rolling over and falling back asleep.

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Popo flies up from his bed, gasping. He looks around, again noticing the grove is not on fire. He sighs, splashing water on his face from his little pond, grabbing his pipe and putting some green in it.

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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