Event Log: Dreamwalker the Second

[hadrielmods]

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.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you die in dreams you don't die in real life, but if you somehow die in real life anyway, please let us know here.

Comments

[hot_mes]

[yeah he's just so dangerous right now, isn't he?]

Pretty much. Oh. Thanks. [to the dwarf. Good time to freshen up his cup. The tiny person blushes and bows for Margaery, eager to help and bring her anything she wants.]

[roseofthetyrells]

[anyone is dangerous compared to Marg]

Tell me about some of your adventures.

[she realizes the dwarf is waiting on her order] Oh! Rice, please. With sugar and a little milk.

[hot_mes]

[sure no problem! Whatever they want in their dreams, they get, served by a dwarf with a floofy tail.]

Ah, well. They haven't all been the stuff of legend. [Law gestures to the street and the cafe, everything around them] I was here once. I almost died here. It looks a lot better than it did then.

[roseofthetyrells]

[Marg gets her rice with sugar and milk and eats it, smiling, because yay! new things to try]

But I still want to hear them. [she follows his gestures with her eyes, which widen in surprise at his next statement] You almost died? What happened? What was it like then?

[hot_mes]

Not like this. [he doesn't want to ruin the scene, but fortunately, it doesn't seem like any inner thoughts of his can actually alter the dream. It's on its own hope-powered roll.] The whole island was nearly destroyed. It's...a fairly long and complicated story, but the gist of it is, a warlord tried to exterminate the entire population, and us - pirates. We fought back and won, the country is free of his tyranny now.

[hence, the hopeful rebuilding, the new and improved architecture and everything]

[roseofthetyrells]

That's terrible, that someone would try to do such a thing. But I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Cruelty seems to exist in every world. I'm glad that you fought back and that you won.

[looks around herself with greater appreciation of what she sees]

[hot_mes]

[nodding slowly over his coffee] True, it does. But some part of me hopes this is what it'll look like soon, given enough time to clear away the destruction and rebuild.

[he gestures with the coffee cup to the dwarf happily serving snacks to other tables] The Tontatta are no longer slaves. The townsfolk no longer have to fear pirates in the harbor buying black-market weapons. At the very least, that's worth the price of a few demolished cities.

[roseofthetyrells]

I hope it does, too. Somebody's world should be made better, rather than worse.

Someone enslaved them? That's terrible. As bad as Westeros was, we never tolerated slavery. And what sort of black-market weapons were they buying?

[hot_mes]

Is that so? [always an interesting thing to hear, when kingdoms are involved. There's few things he won't tolerate - slavery is one] Ah. Anything they could get their hands on, I assume. I know it was going on, but I never dealt with it directly. Given what I know of the broker, though, it was literally anything people would buy.

[not something he's eager to think about in such a sunny atmosphere]

[roseofthetyrells]

Yes. The punishment for enslavement is death. [Westeros may be backwards, war-torn, and one bad day from falling apart at the seams, but at least they're not slavers] Well, at least now it's over?

[yeah, she doesn't want to think about weaponry or wars in such a charming atmosphere, either]

[hot_mes]

Huh. [he's actually impressed! If only that would work with the Celestial Dragons...]

Yeah. This is much better. It's a nice day, we should enjoy it.

[or a nice dream, anyway. The illusion of sunlight warm on his face is so much better than the diffuse glow of "daylight" in the cave. This is a good dream to take refuge in for a while, for him and for her. Bepo magically is back with them at the table, and can regale Marg with tales of the legendary dukedom on the back of an island-sized elephant - his homeland. It's all so surreal and yet so pleasant to just hang out.]

[roseofthetyrells]

Absolutely! And could I get some more of that coffee? You were right, it's very good with some sugar and cream.

[Marg is enjoying the daylight, too, the scent of air which isn't stuffy like it is in Hadriel. she delights in Bepo's stories and encourages him to tell more]