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The Dread Lord, and Oneimancer is armed and armoured! The Winter manifested, and attempts to alter his more solidly present state within the Dream but fails, and the Succubus has settled into the background with the King of Fear.
All the while, the dream stays, as it was when the Lost found it....
Remember folks the Oneiromancy Primer is your friend!
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New Identity
Rigid Mask
Trained Observer
Composure
Perfect Stillness
So this was the Huntsman's dream? Was he understanding that correctly, it's possible he was getting wires crossed in this. He definitely felt a lot more resistance to change here than when they'd practiced in Rhodes' subconscious, like it was actively resisting them which made sense. Looking around and taking in the hospital with sheets stained red, flowers were the poison or a representation there in? Clever to disguise it in something you'd find in a hospital.
First thing first was finding the door, to go further or as an escape? Either way having a means of egress in things got hairy would be useful to have. Then the next phase was to essentially trash the place to piss off the Huntsman, same as the Hedge teams goal. He was curious if destroying the symbols of the True Fae weakened their foothold on this side of the world. Question for another day.
Rhodes' reminder that this was a dream, that they had a ripchord was comforting. His hackles on the rise being this close to an Apex Predator. He knew the relationship here and if it came to it he should run or hide. He looked to Rhodes and nodded. "I'm here, I'll do everything I can to help."
That was the only response he gave as his head kept swiveling around the room taking in the details, the theme of it trying to trace the feel of it and find the door but not the one he came through. His eyes narrowed as he took a couple steps deeper into the room and tilted his head. "I think I might have found it?" He nodded in the direction he thought the door was but he couldn't be certain.
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Striking looks
Presence
Dexterity
Mantle (spring)A sigh of relief exiting her as she learns that they haven't been forced to wait for her. Her eyes looking towards his newly manifested weapon, he really seemed to like that specific one. So find the door was first on the list, walking around a bit trying to get used to the feeling of the dream, to feel how it resisted her and the danger that being here posed.
Breathing slowly and surely, looking over the beds, the marks and taking all in just trying to take it all in and not wanting to get to far from the group not yet at least. Feeling glad that she had been to Rhodes little class and that escape was not impossible here in the same manner it was in the real world then again they were messing with someone of extreme power so who knows what they possibly could do. Imagining various attacks in her mind and how best to use this landscape to her advantage as she slowly starts to look for the door but not finding anything to be worthy of mentioning in that regard before hearing John shout out that he had found something.
Skipping her way over there to see what he had found, making sure to leave room for them all to easily move and avoid any surprise events that might occur.
"So venerable one is this the door we're looking for? Also whilst I am on the matter should we perhaps avoid our names and titles whilst in here or not?"
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Presence
Distinctive Voice
Rigid Mask
Mantle - Chilling breeze, summoning tiny leaves
The Dread Lord nodded. It seemed they were as ready as they were going to be.
His eyes followed John's direction, reaching out with his own senses.
Rodes smiled a little, despite his nerves. He did so love Yamiyo's subservient tone. It felt right. Even if her eyes were bluer, her hair a little blonder, anf her skin a more golden tan than was comfortable.
"Best to avoid names altogether. In the heat of the moment, an extra thing to remember is a challenge." He nods in agreement.
"This looks promising. Let's take a look."
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For the Lost there is no finding a Door in another Dream, there is making one.
There is changing the Dream to suit their aims. Forcing the Dream, the Skein to align and bring them to where they wanted to go.
James seeking the a way out and forward and Rhodes doing the same, they feel the floor beneath them give way, the Huntsmen's cape dissolving into hundreds of thousands of flowers. Blocking their sight, fighting their progress!
As it shatters, splintering around them it leaves the realm of dream into something sharper, harder, memory. The three figures that should have been here, that Rhodes remembers, that he and Sera had to leave as the Huntsmen appeared, claiming them as His. James and Rhodes fall into the flowers as these actors in their own joint dream are screaming, crying, fighting with their broken bodies as they are Taken.
Yamiyo is left within the shattered remains of the memory-terror....
Yami needs to roll Wits+Empathy+Wyrd-3 to follow the others. Then James and Yami need to roll Wits+Empathy+Wyrd-5 to land into the next Dream Rhdoes can roll Wits+Empathy+Wyrd-3
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New Identity
Rigid Mask
Trained Observer
Composure
Perfect Stillness
They'd been examining the dream, he'd been looking for that underlying otherworldly nature that might coincide with one of the Others. He'd just created the door forward using that connection when everything turned to a blur. That feeling of weightlessness as he hovered in the air for a split second before he fell.
His hair pushing skyward as he felt air whipping by him as the flowers began slamming into him with greater and greater force as his speed increased in this free fall. Feeling the petals hit with a dull thud moving to a light sting as they bounced off his body. He didn't know who the three individuals were but he knew exactly what was happening.
Seeing that filled him with two things, sorrow and resolve. Their mission here was ever more important, to stop this from happening or at least stop it from happening to anyone else. They had to give the other team the edge. A small tear rolled down his cheek and fell bouncing against the petals as it rippled in the dream giving finding what he was looking for as he used his momentum to come crashing through the door and into the next dream. That's when his blood began pumping ice through terror.
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Mantle (spring)Smiling and nodding along as the dread lord agrees that names are better to avoid.
Then suddenly the endless cascades of flowers surrounding her, blocking her sight and fighting her presence as the others disappear, trying to claim the flowers to shape a road to follow after them as the dream changes around her. Trying to desperately take control of the petals of the flowers, to alter the dream to fight against it's progress as she watches her allies disappear from her sight but the land of the dreams were not where her strength was, unable to take control and follow them.
Sighing at her own uselessness, wondering why they had chosen an inexperienced dream walker such as herself for something like this as a tear softly runs down her cheek, feeling helpless and so far out of her own element.
I assumed that there was no point to a landing roll since the first roll failed, if that is wrong I am sorry for the misunderstanding.
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Presence
Distinctive Voice
Rigid Mask
Mantle - Chilling breeze, summoning tiny leaves
The Dread Lord grits his teeth as despite the colour of the floral accompaniment, the fear and memory wracks his mind.
Landing as gracefully as if he had stepped off a boat to the shore, Rhodes lands and looks around, seeing only one of his companions.
He sighs.
Dammit. I may have to hold hands next time.
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The shock of the Dream shattering, spears through Yamiyo! She tried to follow the others but the strength of the Dream adjacent forces her back!
Yamiyo please roll Resolve+Composure to stay asleep, if you gain a success on that, please roll Wits+Empathy+Wyrd-5
James in his Sorrow laden Terror and Rhodes in his more aggravated considerations, find themselves in what appears to be the Hedge. This strip of land would be familiar to the Dread Lord, the Effigy is missing, but the clearing is as neat as it had been. Perfectly manicured ground of a well trodden road, lanterns suspended along the path, lit with unnatural green flames.
The metal gate, is still there, meters away from where they landed. Blocking an obvious exit, and where this well tended clearing-path widens.
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New Identity
Rigid Mask
Trained Observer
Composure
Perfect Stillness
This was the moment he really wished he had Rhodes’ mastery of dreams. He could hear his heart beating in his chest as it felt like it was stuck in his throat. For a second he thought he understood what Dante felt as he stood before the gates of hell. He looked down the path and at the gate wondering if the gate represented the Huntsman’s mental wards or defenses or if it was something worse.
It might all be in his head but he felt like he was being watched, like there was a weight in the room. He swallowed hard mustering up any courage he had left as he looked to Rhodes, obviously, they should wait for Yamiyo but he had been expecting something else. He’d been expecting to get ejected as soon as they had dared to tread upon it’s domain.
“Should we unlock that gate? What should we do now besides wait a second for Yamio that is?” he said in a whisper as if he was afraid of being overhead or of waking a great sleeping beast that may be resting nearby.
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