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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Otiroth" data-source="post: 7426495" data-attributes="member: 6939031">There were no dreams, after the vision. Or perhaps the vision itself had been the dream. Otiroth did feel oddly refreshed, though. He sat up as the others began to stir, and nodded solemnly to Lady Immel. An hour. It felt as if they had been away for longer. His blood burned, as if there was still a harsh desert sun beating on his back.As if his blood still boiled and burned.They had a long path ahead of them, and they would need to discuss it in time. But first thing was first. Did Otiroth smell- fish?As a rare gourmet treat, it was unusual enough to shake away the fear of their future. They were strong, they had proven it! And there were beings both great and small, within their comprehension and without, that had put in their lot with their path. They would not be so easily turned aside!</blockquote>