A small respite at The Temple

We take a week to relax and enjoy the amenities of The Temple, we have earned a small holiday at this point. I dedicate my time to trying to shape the blowing branches for my bow, the going is slow at first until I accidentally over-boiled the sap which began to release a vapor that once it had begun to soak into the wood made it soft enough to shape. i also poured out the now crystalline sap onto a stone to cool, it continued to glow quite brightly as it solidified into a solid mass of crystalline sap.
Soon our week was up and we began our way back home, the trip down the path was as usual significantly faster than the journey up. it wasn't ling until we arrived out our first campsite the mirrored lake. As we lay down to rest we were all gripped by strange dreams, which seemed to disturb all of us except Tweet (the joys of youth). We awaken to find that only a few minutes have passed, I get up to investigate the lake but after diving into it i am quickly and unusually thrown free, this place is definitely strange and i think the lake is the source of it. I spend a few minutes sitting at the edge and staring into the mirrored surface trying to figure out what is going on. my reflection starts to resemble my brother who just shrugs when i ask him what I'm to do. I get out of the water and go back to bed, the rest of the night passes uneventfully and so does the rest of our journey.
We arrive back at Fools Bargain and head to the Explorers Guild to debrief with David. He thanks us for our work and we are promoted to "Fixers" the main advantage of which is that we are now able to choose our own path for further exploration. Hearing the news about Fellin we all agree that it is the most pressing matter on the table at the moment, setting it in as our next destination. We are given our MANDATORY 3 days off and after a strange request from tweet he and he alone was given permission to visit the tower of the great Roc, which he sets out for immediately. I escort him to the gates and begrudgingly send him on his way, waiting at the gates with great anxiety for his return.