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"You didn't, Norgold. Don't worry about it. I hope you find peace with whatever deity you worship too." She said and smiled slightly. Even though Norgold could not see it. She started to like him. The dwarf reminded her foster father and her half brother. They were also nice and polite to her. Nawen even felt a bit bad that she was hiding her face from him. Maybe Norgold was curious to see how she looks like but people changed surprisingly fast when they saw her without a hood.
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Norgold felt glad and relieved, however. He didn't even know what she looked like, his curiosity was ever so growing. He reached into his pouch and grabbed an amulet that he always carried with him, and brushed the surface with his thumb. The amulet belonged to a close friend of his, but he didn't want to think about him now. He put the amulet back into his pouch and looked at the hooded woman. "You're probably wondering what I was dreaming about... I guess you want to know?" Norgold asked.
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Nawen noticed the amulet Norgold held in his hands for a moment. She wondered what kind of amulet that was but when she heard his words. He was willing to talk about his dream? She was curious and was surprised that he wanted to share it when at first he didn't. "I do want to know if you are willing to share..." She said.
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Norgold looked at the hooded woman, and took a deep breath. "As you may know, I originally hale from Heliogabalus, and in my dream, everything was going as normal. People were working in the fields, and people were buying things in the marketplace. It was peaceful. However, off in the hills, there was this mysterious figure, a man from what I could see. He had a book in his right hand, and a weird orb in his left. He chanted these words that even I couldn't understand... After he finished, the orb exploded. It released a evil green and purplish mist. The mist destroyed everything... it turned everything into this black death. The people choked on the evil mist... That was when I woke up." Norgold said, in a sad tone.
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Xallisine briskly walked back to his study, to continue his reading of the book he picked from his library. He absorbed knowledge like a sponge, and remembered every detail in full.

The Undead Legion however was not slowing in it's attack of the Upperdark, and the hazardous force of zombies and Skeletons got ever closer to the surface world, where if they reached they would surely cause great strife.

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Rhaine could feel her body tossing and turning, but her mind was sunk into dreaming. It felt like it did those few short years ago, when she dreamwalked with Gann in Rashemen...

 

She could see nothing but darkness all around her: a void-like shadow that swallowed her in its cold embrace. The atmosphere was dank, and she could smell the earth, as if she were inside a cavern. She could barely make out the violet and blue glow of mushrooms.

 

The Underdark?

 

Suddenly, she felt a jerking sensation in the pit of her stomach, as if she were being lifted. Layers of earth descended, and she found herself gazing at what looked to be a pleasant meadow, bathed in silvery moonlight.

 

And then, her chest began to burn, just below her collarbone - white-hot, something was searing her flesh. She clawed at her chest, but to no avail...

 

She saw it, and her fear gave way to horror, then anger. Skeletal hands thrust up from the ground, propelled by negative energies, pulling themselves from below the surface and into the realms above. There were hundreds...no, thousands.

 

The vision flashed.

 

Rhaine beheld the statue of Kelemvor, the one that she had commissioned to be placed in the nave of the Temple, towering behind the altar. He held a set of solid golden scales aloft in one hand, his bastard sword - its hilt encrusted with emeralds - in the other. His robes and hood were of black marble, his death mask and armor crafted from adamantine, mithral, and silver. She remembered she had ordered it made after her return from the Fugue...in thanks for his forgiveness and mercy. No accurate likeness of him had existed in the Temple before.

 

She saw Nawen and Norgold at his feet. They spoke, but she heard nothing. Instead, she felt a connection to them, as if they were tied to her by an invisible strand...

 

...and Kelemvor's marble head turned to look at her.

 

Rhaine shot straight up in bed, her heart pounding, her lungs gasping for air. She looked down at her chest. Her holy symbol glowed white and throbbed with power. Tossing the blanket aside, she rushed to don her robes.

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Nawen listened to Norgold's dream. She used to have nightmares about someone hurting her loved ones or destroying the abandoned chapel she used to live in with her dear friend and mentor, Illius but this dream somehow sounded different. Like a message or a warning for something bad that might happen. Maybe not necessarily to Heliogabalus and the people that live here but somewhere else or to someone else... "Do you think that it's just a really bad dream or that it might be a warning?" Nawen asked and glanced at the dwarf.
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Norgold glanced back at Nawen, he wasn't really sure. He hasn't had the experience to know if it was a warning or not. Maybe Rhaine could tell him more, when she was back from whatever she was doing. "To tell the truth, I'm not entirely sure. It could mean something, or I'm just worrying about home. I hope it was just a bad dream. Maybe Rhaine could tell me more." Norgold said truthfully.
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"I'm sure that it's only a bad dream." Nawen said and tried to sound that she believed in what she said as well. She did not want Norgold to feel worried about this dream he had. "Yes... Rhaine might know more." She said and glanced at the statue of Kelemvor again. That statue was very detailed. The most detailed statue of a deity she ever saw actually. Though Nawen had heard many tales about adventures of the Knight Captain of Crossroad Keep most of them she heard from the traveling bards or some patrons of the inns she stayed for the night.
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Norgold nodded, he needed to tell Rhaine about his dream, it would make him feel better. "Thanks Nawen," Norgold said, smiling as he got up from the pew he was sitting on. Norgold paused for a moment, he was curious on who Nawen was, but he didn't want to force her to do anything she didn't want. "If you're wondering... I am curious as to who you are, but that can be save for another time." Norgold said. He stretched his legs and sat down again.
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