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[Video] All that we See or Seem is but a Dream within a Dream
[When the video starts, those who know Regis might notice that his face is a little redder than it usually is. He's also wrapped in what looks his own cloak and a heavy riding cloak, one that a person would expect to see out in the frozen wastes, not in a city like Havenwell. Honestly, he looks a little silly all curled into the cloaks as he is, but since waking up out in the backyard under Peter's silver apple tree, he has yet to shake off the cold. It might be a long process considering he has no idea how long he was out there.
Actually, considering he usually puts off heat like a furnace and still feels this cold, he has an idea and it's one he doesn't like. Cor would have his head if he was still here.]
Those who have been here for a while know that we have been communicated with through dreams before.
[Who could forget the strange warning that came before the break in last October?]
I think it may be happening again. How many people are having dreams with the ghosts who visited us in them? And how many of them are talking to you? Mine had quite a lot to say and in regard to something I have investigated before.
[He takes a moment to fight back a shiver and then quotes what he remembers from the dream, once again grateful for how good his memory is. His hands had been shaking too hard for him to write anything down when he first returned to the house.]
"The world began as thus: it was a rock. He came upon it first, and loved it immediately, this empty rock where nothing lived. He burrowed deep inside and devoured it inch by inch, teeth breaking upon the surface and growing anew. Through Him, over time, the stone became soil. The soil grew fertile through His work, yet all was still naught but rock and soil.
Then the Winged Lord appeared, uncertain of the path He was to walk. He was hungry, so He clawed at the stone to find where His prey crawled."
The natives have just remembered the Winged Lord for some reason, but we still don't know who the first "He" is. Could "He" be trying to contact us in some way in order to keep things in some kind of balance? I am very curious to hear what everyone thinks.
[The video ends here, but once he is done with that Regis sends out two quick texts.]
[Locked to Ardyn:]
Remember when I told you I would inform you if anything weird happened after touching the ghosts? I think I just hit "weird."
[Locked to Honerva:]
By the time you get this, I am certain you will have seen my video post. Would you be willing to work with me on a new investigation if I started one? We have talked before of how strange it is the natives are now remembering the Winged Lord. How far behind do you think his fellow is?
Actually, considering he usually puts off heat like a furnace and still feels this cold, he has an idea and it's one he doesn't like. Cor would have his head if he was still here.]
Those who have been here for a while know that we have been communicated with through dreams before.
[Who could forget the strange warning that came before the break in last October?]
I think it may be happening again. How many people are having dreams with the ghosts who visited us in them? And how many of them are talking to you? Mine had quite a lot to say and in regard to something I have investigated before.
[He takes a moment to fight back a shiver and then quotes what he remembers from the dream, once again grateful for how good his memory is. His hands had been shaking too hard for him to write anything down when he first returned to the house.]
"The world began as thus: it was a rock. He came upon it first, and loved it immediately, this empty rock where nothing lived. He burrowed deep inside and devoured it inch by inch, teeth breaking upon the surface and growing anew. Through Him, over time, the stone became soil. The soil grew fertile through His work, yet all was still naught but rock and soil.
Then the Winged Lord appeared, uncertain of the path He was to walk. He was hungry, so He clawed at the stone to find where His prey crawled."
The natives have just remembered the Winged Lord for some reason, but we still don't know who the first "He" is. Could "He" be trying to contact us in some way in order to keep things in some kind of balance? I am very curious to hear what everyone thinks.
[The video ends here, but once he is done with that Regis sends out two quick texts.]
[Locked to Ardyn:]
Remember when I told you I would inform you if anything weird happened after touching the ghosts? I think I just hit "weird."
[Locked to Honerva:]
By the time you get this, I am certain you will have seen my video post. Would you be willing to work with me on a new investigation if I started one? We have talked before of how strange it is the natives are now remembering the Winged Lord. How far behind do you think his fellow is?
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I'm honestly not sure how such a request would turn out. I don't know that anyone has asked to speak to the gods directly. Usually, all communications go through the priests of the temples aside from those who go to pray at the temples. I don't know that any of them have ever gotten a direct answer to their prayers, though.
[He tilts his head as a thought enters it. It has always been the job of the Oracle to communicate with the Astrals. Would Lunafreya be able to connect with the gods here as she would have those back on Eos or would they just ignore her since she is not a chosen Oracle of theirs?
It's a thought, but one he will not give voice to. She is still so new to Havenwell and he doesn't want to put more upon her shoulders than necessary.]
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Perhaps speaking with the gods in this world is a greater feat of magic than it was in Eos, Your Majesty. It could require an opportune moment or place, or a powerful catalyst or medium, instead of only just the right person.
[Even she, with all her powers as Oracle, needed her Trident. Needed to take pilgrimages to the seats of the Astrals' power in order to directly strike a covenant with them.]
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[Regis frowns slightly, considering her words for a few more moments before shaking his head.]
The gods have grown stronger since we arrived, though. It may be time to speak to the priests about the possibility again. We had an outsider who was something of an ambassador between us and the natives for a while, but they have been gone for some time.
[He and Honerva have talked about someone needing to take that position again. This seems like another good reason to start looking into it again.]