o2 . september catchall (closed)

[itknowsyou]

Who: Jon Sims + CR new and old; tap me at ochrona for a starter.
What: The Archivist makes excellent decisions.
When: Late August into September.
Where: Throughout Trench.

Comments

[itknowsyou]

It was recovered from a shipwreck. [ He can't help but sound a little defensive, but he uncoils somewhat and shuffles closer to have a look at their... treasure map, apparently. ] A friend retrieved it in August, when the ocean was, ah... swimmable, I suppose.

[ Which sounds stupid, and he feels off-kilter under the casual scrutiny of Lazarus. Still, the discussion raises his interest. ]

Do we have an idea of how old?

[adaine]

Oh, right. [She nods, interested, the bird peers over at the tablet.] I have a few things I've been meaning to sort of more accurately look into...

[She scratches her chin and thinks.]

It's after Sodder's dream. Or during it? Or... it's between that world and this, when Sleepers first started arriving thousands upon thousands of years ago. When she was Mother Superior and not... Mercy.

Traps are a given. From what I remember, even the entrance had a habit of shaping itself around the nightmares of those who entered it. Beyond that... I might have to do some more divination work. But I think we need combatants and ways to help against corrupting influences and illusionary magic. And people to help study whatever we find.

[hearthebell]

Mercy...

[L mumbles the name, as though it gives him pause or cause for conflict. His eyes avert for a few moments before returning, in flicking intervals, to his companions; his efforts and attention are usually focused on where the action is taking place, nearly invariably.]

Do you think...

[His question is murmured, wondering]

If a dreamwalker should, with focus and drugs to aid the effort, explore this... would it be a boon? Traps may not achieve in a dream what they might in the flesh. For some of us, that's the preferable outcome.

[itknowsyou]

[ Jon lights up with interest, at mention of the dream. For what little he remembers of Deerington, he has made up for the gaps with relentless and dire enthusiasm— and, well, Ford Pines has been providing much of the notes he'd lost. He is openly less interested in the practicalities of dungeon-crawling, still hung up on Mother Superior. ]

I don't know much about dreamwalking. [ That's a lie, and an awkwardly fumbled one: Jon knows a hell of a lot about going where he hasn't been invited, in dreams. He speeds past it: ] I'm sure any reconnaissance we can perform will be useful. I have notes on Mother Superior, and on the appearance of Trench during the dream. They may be of use.

[adaine]

[She nods at Lazarus.]

I haven't practiced that sort of method, but I can try to use my divining to scout the inside. I have a particular spell tucked somewhere in my spellbook that should work... [She pulls a journal out from one of her piles and starts going through the pages, though she stops when she registers what Sims just said.]

Oh! Were you in the dream?

[itknowsyou]

[ This, at least, is steadier ground. ]

Yes. I don't remember everything, but what I do recall is... distinct. I was there long enough to experience the month of October, which bore an unfortunate resemblance to Trench today. Mother Superior was the force behind it.

[hearthebell]

[To Adaine, he says]

If you're willing to try, and see what turns up as a result, we can work from there.

[L sips his cold coffee with jittery fingers that slosh it frenetically on the inside of his mug.

He doesn't think that Jon knows "nothing" about Dreamwalking, staring a little longer at him after the claim. Half-truths make more convincing lies, in his experience. No one in Trench has anything to lose by saying that they know "something" or "a little" about a known phenomenon.]

It sounds like you know a little more than "nothing," in truth. What about your distinct recollection makes you sure of the connection to Mother Superior?