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Ajax would quickly get up from his bed, in his underground bunker "It seems my blade is needed elsewhere, but.....for what cause I do not know" He continues pondering what he is called for, not knowing the exact call, it is a feeling which leaves him with deep chills.

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Within the Dream, Ouity's cloak pools around him. He sits relaxed against the whorled skin of a small, stunted tree; both tiny and ancient. He surveys his surroundings lazily from beneath the cowl of his cloak, staff resting close at hand against a nearby tree. He does not immediately acknowledge the Ash Druid, but finally his eyes fall upon his companion and he begins to speak.

 

When the Wolf awakens, it is with a cool sense of purpose.

 

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Azram's head shoots up as he awakes on the ramparts, the cool southern breeze upon his face. A strange dream that felt so real, full of prophesy and death. "That was somfin' else, I 'ave ta lay off the drink." The large man says before carrying on with his patrol.

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OOC notes: I like it, but I worry that it's a little limited just because the idea of balancing nature and civilization is complicated. It asks you if you agree if he is right or wrong in believing that nature is the greatest force known to man AND that civilization should be destroyed to protect the balance. I'd clear up which ones we agree with versus don't agree with, because my character would agree with it's power, but not that civilization should be destroyed. 

On another note, it's bared. People bare things, not bear. Bears are big and eat faces. 

 

Good job, otherwise! Keep it up :)

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Evark's eyes shuddering open from the dreamscape as a hand would run down his stomach to see a newly fresh scar resemble across it... however merely an illusion coming across his mind as sweat boils down his frame, he'll looked shocked for a moment whilst standing inside a cave that inflicted such a fate. 

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Alice awakens from her sleep, a sense of calm having found her. "September..." She whispers to her beloved pet dove. She shivers. "It felt....so real." She murmers, then goes quiet in reflection. "Who is Luna'illi?" She wonders outloud. "The library....we should check there." She gently scoops up her dove, placing him back in his pouch. She lingers at the cave's entrance a moment. "I hope we meet again." She says softly, as though her 'guide' could hear her.

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Ryther wakes up, cold in sweat and huffing. Noticing the ash on his hands, he sat up hitting his head on a tree branch. "Ouch! Ugh... I knew I shouldn't have slept in a tree..." He said as he walked down to the lake nearby and washed the ashes off. He remembered only a bit. But that alone was enough to awake questions, fears and speculations. Ryther walked back to his equipment he had layed under a tree. He unseathed his longsword and looked at it. "I may need you this time... Off I shall walk. I shall seek answers." 

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The young mali'ame started awake in her bed, panting. She'd look around at the empty halls of her house, wide-eyed, thoughts flashing through her head as she pondered the meaning of these... dreams, if she could even call them that. They weren't dreams, they were more. It seemed, to her, a message. The young druidess paced throughout her home, down the halls and such, finally grasping a door handle to open it. It led her to meet the cool air of the night. She immediately knelt down, pressing her face against the ground as she began to pray, begging to find some sort of answer, some clue as to what she might do...
As the girl prayed, she did not notice a peculiar anger take root. While she was vested in her thoughts, frustration and a dull sort of anger took hold in her heart. Perhaps it was driven by fear, or by duty, or by some buried frustration with the state of being. Or perhaps it was as the dream had told her. Perhaps it was the city that was leading her to this anger. She didn't know, at that moment, she was locked in prayer. And she would be for days on end, hoping to find some semblance of what was going on, some root of these visions.

"Please... send me a sign." she whispered. She whispered it over and over and over again, until her voice was hoarse and some more. 

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 The dryad wakes up in a cold sweat and frantically looks around. When she realizes there is no danger so lays back down. "It looked so real.." She mumbles, wiping her brow with her hand. "The far glade, huh? I should look further into this." 

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Artwinkle Pudd's body jolts his brain into consciousness in the middle of the night. He would be drenched in sweat, and inexplicably out of breath. Wheezing, he would sit up, forgetting his recent move to a bottom-bunk, and so naturally, he would thwak his head on the bunk above. 

 

The sudden series of events would have likely woken up his house-mate, who had been sleeping on said top-bunk. Now, worried about this catastrophe that had just occurred in his bedroom, Artwinkle's memories of the Far Glade would fade away, but the sinking feeling remained. He would not fall easily back into a deep sleep, that night. And not only due to the nasty bump on his head.

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OOC: I really enjoyed this CYOA! Clearly a lot of thought was put into it and the descriptive writing was excellent. Cheers for the experience Aesopian. 

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A wood elf finally awakes from his sleep after months, his beard has grown long, he was very thin, but was somehow given food and water while asleep. He woke up next to his lover, Nei, and gasped for air. "N- No, No!" he screamed, as he looked around his Nature-Filled room. "Bring me back! Bring me back!" he screamed as he looked to his right, and began crying infront of his lover. "I- I need to get back to Ash.."

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Carven awakes in a cold sweat, his mind and body shaken by the peculiar experience. The elf would reach up to touch his forward, only to look towards his fingers and see Ash.

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She entered the same dream again. This time however, she manipulated it to her desires, seeing the different endings.

She woke up in a cold sweat with ash on her face. 

 

Spoiler

I got the Murderous/Neutral ending, Void Mage for life!

 

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ibraheem aladeen Goes back to sleep and redoes it all over again and yet again ash was upon his head "IM STILL CONFUSED! I MUST LEARN MORE!"

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The dryad goes to sleep and awakens once again with Ash on her hand. "Didn't I have that same dream before? I wonder who the next Champion will be.." She shrugs, falling over and going back to sleep. 

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