(Broken Cycle) Night Terrors

[Saber Sloth]

The Leaden King take the step away from the safety of his dreams, towards the breach and the corruption beyond.

He is in between, between his dream and the nearest dream to hold the corruption, his hold on his paramour is strong, but the hold of his own dreams is stronger, perhaps his deepest wish is not for her to join him on this dangerous journey at all...

I need Sera to roll Wits+Wyrd+Empthay-3 too, sorry if i wasn't clear!

[Seraphina]

  failure

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-02-07 19:16:34		Seraphina rolls 5 to Dream Door (Wits+Wyrd-3 Emp) (10 Again)		6, 6, 5, 7, 4		failure

  2 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-02-07 19:17:45		Seraphina rolls 5 to Dream Door (Wits+Wyrd-3 Emp) (10 Again)		6, 9, 4, 7, 9		2 successes

[Saber Sloth]

Rhodes waits between, hand an anchor to Seraphina who tries to step passed the corruption, but is caught in the currant, and might have been swept away into another dream entirely if it hadn't been for the anchor of her love''s hand.

Eventually the Oneirophysic moves passed the oil slick strands, allowing for them both to move into the next dream properly.

They see the velvet of an open sky, the stars twinkling above them, with the ocean below. Disturbed by arms flailing, a head struggling to surface.

This Dream's Intensity is 2! Remember the Oneiromancy Primer
But, if you're stuck here's a quick few points to keep in mind through all the Dreams going forward. Though the last one might be hard to do as out Dream is currently under the waves....

You could try and learn more about the dreamer. You could try and guide the dreamer into a different sort of dream (glamour). You could try to lower or raise the intensity of the dream (glamour). All of which would be wits+wyrd+empathy. Or you could try and interact with the dreamer/dream as you would someone in the waking world (like talk to them, etc.)

[Rhodes]

"Careful, sweetheart," Rhodes offers, his fingers tightening around Sera's hand as they press through the eddies of the Dream.

Emerging under a night sky, the Dread Lord watches the flailing dreamer dismissively. Nightmares were a part of Dreaming, a place very close to Fear.

He looks around, trying to spot anything else of note within this dreamscape.

  failure

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-02-11 10:13:50		Rhodes rolls 5 to Perception: Wits+Comp (no clarity Pen) (10 Again)		7, 3, 7, 7, 3		failure

With nothing to be seen, his gaze turns to the stars. "Beautiful... if inaccurate..." he mutters, more to himself.

[Seraphina]

Well, that was both embarrassing and a bit terrifying. Who knows where she would have ended up. A small, though embarrassed smile is offered to Rhodes as she tightens her grip as well.

Eyes look around, the ocean, the sky, and struggling person.

Her heart went out to them, wanting to reach out and pull them out. But it didn’t feel like her place. Doing so could cause more harm than anything else. But it was a struggle and she absently chewed her bottom lip thinking over other options.

But they didn’t know what the source of the screams would be, what they would need to do.
And finally, she settled upon doing nothing. Saving her resources for when they found what they truly were seeking.

“I’m sorry.” She whispers, almost more to herself to anyone else. And looks around to see if any of the blackness had creeped into the Dream.

  1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-02-11 13:56:20		Seraphina rolls 4 to Any Corruption?(Wits+Comp)-1 Clarity (10 Again)		3, 6, 4, 9		1 success

[Rhodes]

The Autumn King watches the thoughts flicker across Sera's face. She hated seeing anyone suffer. But at least she remembered where they are.

"Darling... it's just a dream. They aren't really here. Nightmares are a part of this plane, just as fear and sorrow are in the real world. They will wake, unharmed." He gently slips his hand onto hers. "I don't suppose you have any extra senses while here? I am struggling to see the way. Maybe we need to cross to another dream."

[Saber Sloth]

Sera wreathed in Desire hasn't learned the lessons Rhodes has of Fear. She is not used to seeing it within every breath, and so she sees what the Dread Lord has not. Every time the swimmer makes headway, pulling themselves up above the unforgiving sea, inky black slime pulls at them, dragging them back under.

[Seraphina]

The Nix knew he spoke the truth, but it didn’t make it any easier for her.

Nodding, she accepts his hand, but pauses, sapphires widening as she watched the swimmer. She barely heard what else Rhodes said as her other hand grabs his arm, then points.

“You don’t see it?” she says, “The same black stuff from our Dreams, is there, pulling them in. It’s taking over this Dream.” her mind races as her eyes dart from Rhodes to the person, “We need to either get them out, or our next door is under the water.”

[Rhodes]

The Dread Lord looks out to see, following Sera's pointing fingers. "Oh my... well. We can't be having that, can we? Why don't we do both, hmm?"

3 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2020-02-14 10:08:52		Rhodes rolls 5 to Forging the Dream: Wits + Wyrd -1 (10 Again)		9, 5, 6, 3, 10, 8		3 successes

He smirks slightly, and reaches out both hands, parting the sea towards the dreamer like an Floral Moses. The sea retreats back out across the landscape, leaving a parched and barren twisted forest of trees emerging as the waters flow away under the same night sky, until only the twisted forrest, the dreamer, and the changelings are left watching throught the black inkyness. The moon seems to have disappeared, offerning a dark, sinister night.

The water is gone, but the nightmare is preserved.

"There. Much better," the Dread Lord smiles and moves slowly towards the dreamer, watching for the signs of more darkness.

[Saber Sloth]

The water parts, but the ooze stays, clinging to the Dreamer. Now forcing them to the parched ground, the black slime bubbles up from the cracks and latches onto the the Dreamer, shackling, them , ankle and wrist, throat and waist to the desert wastes. They try to crawl away, nails biting into the dirt, but they cannot.

They cry out into the blackness of the night, but their voice cannot be heard.


The Dread King, freed the Dreamer from the waves, but not the Nightmare, not the slime.