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WHO: Anders, OPEN
WHERE: Dreamscape!
WHEN: Nighttime.
WARNINGS: N/A
SUMMARY: Anders goes to sleep and taps into his dream-walking powers which means he can enter your dreams and have a nice chat. You get to make up the scenario and it can be super outlandish since it's, y'know, dream-world.
FORMAT: Anything you want.
This wasn't the Fade. He could tell that right away what with his special mage super powers. It did not pull at him in the same way the Fade always did in Thedas. It felt more...malleable, like it was responding to what he remembered or wanted. Though, at the moment, being back in Circle tower was the last thing he needed.
He walked down the halls, pressing his hands against the doors and stone walls, feeling the texture underneath his palm. At first, he thought he might have been back--that he was captured some how and kept here the whole time under some spell. But there was something off. It was the Circle, but it wasn't the Circle. There was a shift and it deeply unsettled him.
Anders stopped in his tracks and turned to a wooden door on his right. He stepped back, observing carefully. This one was something. He didn't know what, but it felt like a low hum pulling him in by the hears. When he lowered his eyes, he noticed a light shining from underneath the door. Curious.
He checked for his staff, strapped securely to his back, before pushing on the door and venturing forth.
WHERE: Dreamscape!
WHEN: Nighttime.
WARNINGS: N/A
SUMMARY: Anders goes to sleep and taps into his dream-walking powers which means he can enter your dreams and have a nice chat. You get to make up the scenario and it can be super outlandish since it's, y'know, dream-world.
FORMAT: Anything you want.
This wasn't the Fade. He could tell that right away what with his special mage super powers. It did not pull at him in the same way the Fade always did in Thedas. It felt more...malleable, like it was responding to what he remembered or wanted. Though, at the moment, being back in Circle tower was the last thing he needed.
He walked down the halls, pressing his hands against the doors and stone walls, feeling the texture underneath his palm. At first, he thought he might have been back--that he was captured some how and kept here the whole time under some spell. But there was something off. It was the Circle, but it wasn't the Circle. There was a shift and it deeply unsettled him.
Anders stopped in his tracks and turned to a wooden door on his right. He stepped back, observing carefully. This one was something. He didn't know what, but it felt like a low hum pulling him in by the hears. When he lowered his eyes, he noticed a light shining from underneath the door. Curious.
He checked for his staff, strapped securely to his back, before pushing on the door and venturing forth.