Eversong

[shadowedsun]

[The landscape of this dream starts out with an idyllic setting locked into an endless late spring, early summer. Massive trees crowned in shades of golds, reds and greens dominate the landscape. Vermilion furred lynx hunted the grounds beneath the trees and occasionally what looked to be significantly smaller trees possessing faces and small if long arms could be seen. Tiny Treants tending to the massive woods around them.

Moving through this idyllic setting with apparent purpose is what first appears to be your typical man, though a closer observation of the head area will quickly disabuse anyone of the idea that the man is human, long tapering ears move in a slight bobbing motion with each quick step he takes down the cobbled path through the woods. His pale hair is currently down out of its usual top-knot, flowing down his back and largely covering the cloak he wears over his tunic and armor, their colors similar to the leaves above him.

Why he's in such hurry is not readily apparent, especially when to the casual glance, the landscape around him seems peaceful and almost serene. However, in the distance ahead the glow of the land seems to darken, radiating an ill-at-ease feeling, sick, twisted..dying. As if some cancer threatens to move in on the golden and scarlet lands beyond it and destroy them. And if he does not want to see that poison seep any further into his kingdom, then he has to think of a way to halt it without falling into the trap which has already robbed them of one ruler of their people already.

It's unfortunately all too easy to start believing that the ends justify the means though in these dark and trying times.]


[ooc: For those who don't know the woods of Eversong forest, the woods look like this]

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[drinkandforget]

Never heard of it. [There's a bit of arrogance to the answer, as though it means the named kingdom can't be of great importance.]

I live at the River Lethe. I'm the guardian of that place, Sailor Lethe.

[shadowedsun]

A river? [Yeah, he's not too much impressed with you either, Lethe. Nor your river. Have an arrogance to match your own, not to mention perhaps a touch of contempt since you appear to be human, and a disrespectful one at that.]

What kingdom is this river of yours located in? I've never heard of any river with such a name. How is it that you came to be here?

[drinkandforget]

Nothing will be served by repeating herself, and so Lethe ignores the second question in favor of the first.]

It no longer matters.

[It no longer exists; and the kingdom that will last is the one being built by Galaxia.]

[shadowedsun]

I should think it matters. You are an intruder in these lands. The last time humans walked through these woods it was to destroy them and the people who called this land home. We have no proof that you aren't here for reasons which might cause us harm.

[Yes, he just threatened you without actually stating the threat of either locking you up or outright attempting to kill you for trespassing.]

If you're a mage and have accidentally teleported yourself here, we can send you back home and forget and forgive, but we need to know just where your home is. Unless you desire us to simply return you to Dalaran and allow you to make your own way home.

[drinkandforget]

A human? [This is so far from possible that she actually sounds blank for a second.] What would that have to do with me?

[Hadn't she already introduced herself?]

[shadowedsun]

You look human. Are you telling me now, that you are not as you appear to be?

[drinkandforget]

I'm telling you not to decide so quickly. I never once pretended to be something so weak. I told you who I am.

I'm the guardian of the river of Oblivion, where mortals come to die.

[shadowedsun]

You stated you were a sailor named Lethe that guarded a river called by the same name. Do you kill those that come to your river then?

And how is it that you are here now instead of there? A guardian isn't much of a guardian if they don't remain with what they are to guard.

[drinkandforget]

[This time, at least, the difference is only the world; anyone in hers would have known the name of her river. She considers this, then.

Of course. Not knowing her river at all, his own odd appearance by her world's standards, there is only one way she's experienced these things.]

This is a dream. Even I sometimes sleep.

[shadowedsun]

[A blink and he considers those words. Yes. That could likely explain this strange meeting and just how this arrogant human looking 'guardian' had managed to sneak into Quel'Thalas. It made sense.]

I see. Then how is it you are within this dream with me? Do you have power to invade one's dreams? [A disturbing thought that. One could easily see how such an ability could be misused and abused.]

[drinkandforget]

This isn't my power. [She's confident enough in what is her power that admitting this is no hardship.] It's begun to happen without a known cause.