From: Heltevir_at_aol.com
Date: Tue Sep 23 2003 - 02:44:05 BST
In a message dated 9/22/2003 3:52:25 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
gryphon4101_at_comcast.net writes:
> Maerath looks a little confused at Lenora, "Yeah, ok sure. As soon as we
> finish up here I'll speak more with you."
Lenora sighs. "No, I've been wrong a bit much lately. I might as well speak
my peace now." She pauses for a moment to give the stranger at their table a
steely look, then picks up her goblet again to toy with the cup. "I dreamed of a
scene happening between two people. One Alaric, bearing your look, though a
slightly different carriage to his person and a blood elf named Vala-"
"No, Valthern. You had a lovely blade that you carried, drawn as you had just
come from following some creature before it fled towards the Wastes and out
of the Wood. I could draw it, I'm sure. And a shield, though it was a bit more
nebulous. She had a bow shaped as a vine. And she was close to you, a friend I
think. You didn't cringe from her thorns when she embraced you.."
"She was asking you to return with her to her.. troops? But you said no that
'they' or someone would win if you didn't carry on. I think the remark was
aimed at following the thing. And there was mention of one in Kratas. Ugh, what
did I say the name was Farli? Vaskosh? Vaskoth? Vaskott? It was Vaskoth, yes.
That she should seek him out in order to help him. The birds could lead the
way. That the path needed to be found?"
"I know it sounds like gibble gabble, but I dreamed this before I ever met
you. I heard the name Alaric before this moment in reguards to you. There may be
more clues in that story, but that is what I remember of it. I could draw the
scene perhaps, should you wish it."
"I'm sorry I kept this from you. It seemed so foolish to me at first, but I
should have listened to very story I was just telling. Sometimes dreams do lead
the way and strange premonitions are gifts. Does this help you any? Does it
draw any parallels for you? Perhaps the 'they' mentioned were these Keys
fellows?"
Lenora can't help but let her eyes flick back and forth between
Maereth/Alaric and this Corinthian guy, looking for any grains of recognition in her story
between the two.
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