[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Andy]

There was a woman in his dream. He thought it was a woman. It looked like a woman. A very attractive woman.

She appeared out of the shadows. She had long, wavy blonde hair, skin pale as the morphs, glowing blue eyes with black sclera, and she was an unsurpassed beauty. Her black dress hugged her figure, but it had no shoulders, the dress wrapping around her arms and reconnecting in the back. The skirt was down to her ankles, but slit up one leg.

Tiiiiiiiiraaaaaaaaaaaas... she called softly to him, before being pulled away as if by force. Tiras felt himself rising, moving to go after her.

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Tiras walked in body, wearing his sword, helm, and carrying the halberd, but eerily making much less noise than usual. He walked with sure steps, out the door, past Renata, Raye, and the training Lennox, towards the northeast. He rustled through the grass, leaving a trail of bent fronds.

There was no caution, no care, no fear.

Something was wrong.

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Tiras wandered closer and closer towards the pale-blue glow of her eyes, feeling as grass was crushed under his boots. He had to reach her. She was waiting for him...

She called out to him...

"Per... se... pho... ne..."