hadriel_logs | Event Log: Dreamwalker the Second

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Dreamwalker part 2 event
Where: In your dreams
When: October 14th-20th (the second log will go up on Oct 23rd, please keep the two weeks of the event separate!)
Warnings: All different kinds of dreams falling under the umbrella of Delight, Rage, Sorrow, and Hope.

This time, the weird stuff doesn't happen when you're awake- as a matter of fact, your waking hours are the normal ones. That's because you're forced to sleep by some unknown entity, getting more and more exhausted by the moment as night falls. Better make sure you're always around a soft pillow.

Once asleep, it doesn't get any less weird- your dreams will be influenced by one of the four gods that make up the first week. Something to make you smile, something to make you angry- or something that reminds you of your deepest regret or most vulnerable hope, they're all things that you're dreaming about now for some reason, no matter how hard you may try to pull away from them.

To make matters more complicated, there are others intruding on your dreams who definitely don't belong there, and while they may seem like manifestations at first, it becomes clear that these others are actually the consciousness of other members of Hadriel, getting some top quality exposure to your angriest, happiest, most sorrowful moments. Hope it doesn't get awkward when you see them tomorrow...

► This log covers October 14th-20th.
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"Because he already did. You just won't let him." Would he really be here if she'd let it go? Maybe, but that doesn't seem like it would be the point. If it's supposed to hurt, why would they choose something that didn't?

He vanishes for a moment and appears again behind Loghain, watching, listening, his head tilted to one side.

"Why is he still here?"

Aren grits her teeth, her hands still gripping those blade handles tightly. "I only got to kill him once. That wasn't nearly enough." It was the only thing she couldn't budge on during the Landsmeet, with Alistair's support. Loghain had to die, that's all there was to it.

She glares at Loghain, sword and shied drawn, patiently awaiting her next move. "I don't know; I sure as hell didn't invite him! If I can't even touch him, but good is he here??"

"You did, though. Or he wouldn't be here. Why did you call him?" More than just to keep killing him, long after he was already dead. Living underneath the rage and the sorrow because no one knew how to let it go.

"He means something but I can't hear it. What does he mean?"

"I didn't!

...not on purpose." Aren's brow furrows, wondering if she did, all the same. Maybe? Dream rules aren't clear to her, and the fact that she's dreaming at all when it isn't strictly darkspawn-related visions is unnerving.

"He's a fucking traitor, that's what he means. He got Duncan killed, got the king killed, sent assassins after me and the whole damn kingdom almost got swallowed up by the Blight because of him. He has more blood on his hands than even I do."

"No, not that. What does he mean for you? Why is he here?" He was not so good with the words--the Fade was easier. So maybe that was his own fault for not being clearer, but he watches the woman closely, regardless. He can't help but feel like he shouldn't be here, but here he is, and here he can at least try to help.

"Why did you bring him?"

Aren huffs, taking a swipe at Loghain again just because. "Because I hate him! Isn't that enough?" She could list all his crimes again and then some, but something gives her pause and she stares at the kid with the big hat. "Why are you asking all this? Who are you?"

"You should hate him. But it hurts you to hold onto it too tightly." A poison with no easy antidote.

"Because you need to hear it." Because she should work through the problems herself, even if he had to direct the thoughts.

"I used to be Cole. You can call me that if you'd like."

"I don't! ...usually. But I never saw what he actually did, not with my own eyes like that. I only heard about it, until now." Seeing it herself, she could understand just how deep Alistair's own fury went, why he'd wanted to be the one to execute Loghain so badly. (However, he had to marry Anora so she did it instead.)

Her grip on those blades relaxes a little, the volume of her voice lowering just a bit. She still harbors plenty of rage in her, and having an invulnerable Loghain in front of her doesn't help in the slightest. But Cole's confuse her just enough to give pause. "'Used to be'? What's that supposed to mean?"

"He came because you wanted him to. Somewhere. But he's already done. You aren't." She still has a life to live that doesn't need to be colored by hatred.

"I was Cole, but I wasn't, too. You need a name, but I don't. Cole is fine. He won't mind if I'm Cole a while longer." Which both answers the question and doesn't. The words are difficult.

"'He'...right, okay." Yeah, Aren doesn't get it, but something tells her that continuing to ask will just make her more confused. The scene shifts slightly; their surroundings remain, as do the people, but now Anora and Alistair stand together, while Loghain's body is sprawled on the ground. He's been relieved of his head.

"I wanted a chance to save Duncan and Cailan, but I can't even have that." Hmph. She lightly kicks the body with a booted foot, knowing it's petty but not exactly caring. "At least I'm still breathing and he's not, but...fuck it, it's not fair to show me that if I couldn't do anything."

"It isn't always what you want." No one ever got everything they wanted. He knows that well enough. He's seen enough hurting and enough hurting others to have learned that lesson.

"It isn't fair, either. It never is. But it doesn't have to be."

Staring down at the body for a moment longer, Aren then puts away her blades. Facing Loghain in another duel would have been satisfying, but stabbing a corpse certainly isn't.

"Believe me, I know all about life not being fair. He's just one more asshole I had to face. At least he's one that's no longer breathing...but that doesn't take back what happened."

"No. It doesn't. It can't and it shouldn't. It's a piece of you now."' That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. He knows that for certain, and, it seems, she does too.

"But you shouldn't be stuck, either. That doesn't help."

Event Log: Dreamwalker the Second

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