Begin writing your story here...Not wanting to fill his night with Azyel's brand of Chaos, Aniks found himself again with his Dreamer friend. Choosing to catch Jinne up if she had any questions. They found themselves in his rented room, Aniks sat down on the side of the bed. "Celuriel will be back eventually, she is out playing the fair games and I told her you're here. That aside, I have to tell you. Lyadri thinks I've been speaking to you *far* too much."
Jinne blinked, settling herself down on the floor with her legs crossed, peering up at Aniks through her messy fringe in an almost owlish way. The blank eyes didn't help. "But we are not speaking too much at all! You are always having business, so we do not get to! Why is she thinking this - what has happened to be making her think of such?"
“We haven’t but apparently you’ve left enough of an impression. I had to spend some time with Lyadri recently, and we spoke on arcane theory where I had mentioned the Source.” Aniks said smiling. The impression was true enough, one of his champion tattoos was a silver orb. There was a thought to tell her but then the drow shrugged “I admit I’ve been a bit busy lately, which is probably the only reason we spoke once while we were in Ironfalls.”
"You both are holding memories of the Source? Of my words on the Way? I am very happy for it!" Jinne certainly seemed brighter - not quite literally, but almost - for it, her smile wide. "It is a pity that there has not been much more time! We have had so much happen too. Sonja is having much hope that this will have the shortness of the Harp's adventure and not the problems of the March so I can be joining her again and we can have happiness together. But, those are things undecided. How are your thoughts on these troubles?"
Aniks groaned, a very clear indication of how he felt “Soon I’ll spend a year in the natural flow of the time. Genuinely not sure if I’m one hundred twenty-seven or eight at this point. That aside I hope this one doesn’t take long. Best not to dwell on the time lost, but I do have my reasons for wanting to return quickly.” The weariness of Sonja aside, Aniks hoped Jinne could return to her safe. Then with an arm, gestured to her whole armored attire “You seemingly are handling this looming shard fight well? You showed up through that portal practically swinging. How was the travel over, you said there were difficulties?
"It was having.. strangeness," she said carefully, choosing the words as if each was precious. "The Way here is different, and all of the paths are being watched by shadowing dark. I was needing the blinding belief and the help of earth-magic to have my orb carry me here! Dreams were too challenging. But I am not worried for the fight that is coming, because this will be our third and you have such strength now. I have small worries on what it will be doing to me again, but you can stand against me if I am made to fight you! It is not a fear, not now." She smiled at him, expression clear. "Why are you lost in time?"
"I've spent over a year in Pharasma's Realm, but that plane is timeless. I hadn't aged a second past when I arrived. Lost three years to the March. It's more annoying than anything else." Aniks said with a shrug. Leaning forward the drow continued. "The Shard has been effecting our dreams, even when we are shielded. That could be an explanation for something watching and effecting the Ways. Given how you called it strange I am guessing that was new for you?"
Jinne considered him, her fringe swaying sideways with the chimes of the beads woven into her hair as she did so. "Four or so years? It is not so many. But I am seeing with different eyes. My kind, we are eternal in many ways, so it is normal to have strange time." She beamed, apparently very proud of this, though it faded back as she thought on the Shard's effects. "...The March tried to touch dreams, too, but it could not do much. It could have our minds, but not further to the Way, so I did not think it would be so bad here. But it is, and I am also thinking it is the Shard that watches and plays. Maybe we can see it in our dreams this night?"
"You were seeing into the minds and dreams with the March, has the memory run away too soon? But it was leaving the Champions alone - maybe that is why you are forgetting..?" She gave him a reassuring smile, hands absent-mindedly toying with the ends of her plait. "I am hoping to see the dream changes too tonight, now, then! I wish to hear its words. What are the dreams it has given you in the past days? Have they taught many things - has it played with the rest, too?"
“Huh, I never considered those dreams. Always thought they were glimpses into their mindscapes and bad memories. That might not be too different from what a dream typically is.” Then considered her next words. “You might want to be careful about that, despite your connections to dreams it is still a shard. My dreams have been family related. The others confirmed that with their dreams. I had one where I was a child in the Underdark. Training with my mother, my sister was also there but their faces were hard to see. I had failed to cross the chasm and Pharasma saved me from that fall. The others had similar dreams each with their own mother in their respective dreams. The other happened this morning, A pleasant dream for the most part. Only changing when my Sister-In-Law appeared to torment Celu. That dream was much clearer.”
"So it is talking about family a lot? Family and something bad with the family, because on both of your dreamings, you were having a bad thing happen. It is to scare you perhaps? Those are not so easy to think on." Jinne shrugged, not letting the description unsettle her. "And there are many things that are dreaming, because your dreams are so close with your memory. It is not just imagination and fancy falsity, you know, when you are dreaming. Mental realms are very close to the land of dreams."
"They lost their family... according to Burdyr. So I am not completely surprised by the nature of our dreams. If I end up facing a magic facsimile of my mother during the shard's trials, well I won't be too shocked." Not the most pleasing idea, but Aniks had different people to worry about seeing. Especially since previous shard fights had pulled from their past. Those thoughts aside "Jinne if memory affects dreams like that, would a majority of the blocks a dreamer finds on The Way be from their memory?"
"He was speaking to the Shard..? How was he so doing?" She seemed incredibly curious, glancing over to the wall through to their room. "...Maybe, it was something of Azsire? They are so close now! It is very sweet, no? But it would be less sweet to fight your mother - if it is an event, I will make sure you are not harmed by her." She offered him a smile - one that turned more radiant as he continued. "Yes! Yes, it is memory - dreams and memories. But it is not theirs only. Dreaming is not a lonely experience for many, you know. Even if they are not knowing, their mind drifts through the Dimension of Dreams to brush against others, even against the gods of the beyond. When we are walking the Paths, we see the steps we take - we can know our way through the dreams!"
A small laugh escaped Aniks’ lips, the mental image of Jinne blade in hand against his mother would be something, but seeing how bright Jinne became as she broke into talks about dreams, he didn’t want to interrupt. “I wouldn’t say less sweet, the women fought like Skein. Something I am not too keen on doing again. If she does appear then we’ll deal with her together.”
Aniks shifted off the bed, back against the frame before speaking again. “I am not aware of the exact nature of how he came across the information, maybe speaking with the harp? As for influencing dreams? It would be nice to see how Ava’s or Celu’s dreams change mine, anything other than those types of gods. Hell, I’d rather Kazric brush up against mine. Still, if that’s the case by traversing the Ways, the path would or could be changed if brush up against another mind or their dreams? The shards presence was there, did we affect it any?"