SURVIVING NIGHTMARES

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SURVIVING NIGHTMARES

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Hello! This is a dream my persona, Ogmios, has. Please don't metagame the info unless he mentions it to you, directly! :)

Ogmios, son of Ogmios, rested his head upon the logs of the Goldleaf Forests as he began to rest. He was weary, not having slept much due to the mystery of the new land before him. Azuras, Ogmios thinks it’s called. He was never much for conversation with the locals, nor did he ask too many questions. 

 

What Ogmios did do, however, was survive. Survival was his life, having no home, no prospects, and few funds to live where he wanted. So, he settled. He settled in the Forests for the night, as he often does. Survival was the only thing on his mind, besides the next nap.

 

Survival. Survival… 

 

Ogmios dreamt of a forest before him, different from the Goldleaf or the Alpine. It was green, but marred by blood and sinew of long forgotten battles. After what felt like hours of wandering, he heard a deafening sound. A screeching noise that seemed avian. Whatever it was, it sounded angry.

 

Ogmios ran through the dream forest, with only survival on his mind as he hopped above roots, moved branches away from his face, and dodged trees in front of him so he wouldn’t fall. Would this be where he falls? In a dream, being chased by a nightmare-bird? Would the Cingedoz die here? Finally, he came to a clearing. 

 

In the clearing, the dead lay. Armored, unarmored, armed, unarmed, it did not matter. There were dead men, women, children, and animals littering the surrounding clearing—  perhaps they were those who did not survive a confrontation with whatever bird was chasing him.

 

Then, upon one of the marred corpses, a massive vulture landed. It sat there, chewing upon the bones and sinew of the fallen armored warrior below it. It repeated the noise that Ogmios heard when he first entered his dream. 

 

Then, it began to dawn on him. The vulture was not some cruel or foul being, seeking to torture or marr its victims into unrecognizable slop, it was a bird. A living bird, which needed to eat to survive. These warriors, whoever they were, were dead long before the vulture began to feed itself. It survived, just as Ogmios did.

 

Then he awoke.