Once all of the changelings have entered her dream, the ogress stops knitting and gently places her handiwork in a woven basket next to her chair. The beasts notice long shadows creeping about on the walls as the smell of gingerbread mixes with the unfamiliar scents of herbs and chemicals. They might even wonder if that is a faint whiff of formaldehyde, but then the odor disappears and they only smell sage and pumpkin spice. Skeletal branches sway in the breeze outside the windows, but make no noise. Only the crackling of the burning logs in the fireplace can be heard now that the clicking of the Autumn Queen's knitting needles has ceased. Focusing her horribly bloodshot gaze on the three of them, Betony Rue openly appraises them.
"I do not know how experienced any of you may be at shaping your own dreams, but you will find that you carry those skills with you into the dreamscapes of others. By observing the general theme and content of a dream, you should be able to decipher clues left by strands of the Wyrd within a dreamer's subconscious. The more you understand what lies behind the fluid appearances presented within the dream, the better able you are use it to your advantage. However, you need to make your alterations to the dream as subtle as possible within the confines of dream logic, for the fabric of the dream will unravel if you use too heavy of a hand."
The Witch Queen appears unsure if the trio of beasts are able to follow her explanation. A demonstration might be in order.
"For instance, you may choose to alter your appearance, or change some feature of the dreamscape."
Betony Rue pulls the knitted shawl from around her shoulders and holds it up in order to block herself from view. When the shawl is lowered, it is the red-furred form of Mr. Tickle standing before them. He holds a cupped hand up to one ear and speaks with the voice of the ogress.
"Listen..."
The formerly silent branches outside are now scratching against the windows. As they listen, the changelings think the scratching sound almost sounds like voices whispering to them.
"THEREISONLYFEAR... THEREISONLYFEAR...THEREISONLYFEAR..."
The wizened's face looks at them shrewdly as Betony Rue's voice is heard from his lips again.
"Now you try."
Oneiromancy: Dream Riding - Please roll Wits + Empathy + Wyrd -2 to any attempt to make a change to your appearance and/or to alter a feature of your surroundings.