[hr][hr][center][img]https://s8.postimg.org/nvq4ksl7p/maeve.png[/img]
[img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/0faf84b3d4f21ea24389bc53f8e6ed38/tumblr_of7eg3Hbnv1snu0flo1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=ff6600][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Fuddle-Verse (Teriny Inn)[/center][hr][hr]	Maeve's eyes snapped open, as she found herself in a luxurious country estate. The walls were a clean white, showing no signs of discoloration, a practically perfect paint job in each and every way. Gorgeous and undoubtedly expensive portraits decorated the walls, with the stern lady of the estate captured perfectly. Maeve found herself staring a bit, unnerved by the way the eyes appeared to follow her. 

	[color=ff6600]"Demented auld 'ag,"[/color] Maeve muttered to herself, having not even realized that she was in a dream. She turned around as she felt a hand on her shoulder, only to be taken aback slightly as she spotted Calum. There was a bit of sugar on his cheek, suggesting that the man had been indulging himself recently. [color=ff6600]"What de 'ell do yer tink you're doin'?"[/color] Maeve hissed, grabbing the parson's arm to remove from her shoulder. But just as she touched the man's hand, he seemed to sprout and grow like a giant, growing larger and larger and larger until Maeve could hardly even see his eyes. 

	She took a step back, grabbing onto her shillelagh for support. Looking around the room, she attempted to look for an escape route, knowing that the parson was capable of knocking houses down with his clumsiness at a [i]normal[/i] size when something odd struck her. Not only had the parson grown to a giant's height, but so had everything else in the estate! Or rather, she herself had shrunk. 

	[color=ff6600]"I'm de size av a bug,"[/color] Maeve muttered, her heart beating rapidly. The parson's feet were almost wobbling as she looked at them in horror, knowing that with his track record, he'd squish her to death in just a few seconds. She was hardly any larger than a fly--why, she was practically an ant-man...or an ant-woman, rather. Darkness fell over her as the parson's foot blocked out some of the light, casting her into shadows, and Maeve took off sprinting towards a small hole in the wall. It looked to have been made by vermin, but she hardly cared. 

	[color=ff6600]"Ah lord save me from this lad,"[/color] Maeve begged, doing the sign of the cross quickly with her free hand as she just [i]barely[/i] managed to slide into the mouse hole, escaping the parson's foot. The sound of several crashes soon followed and she peeked her head out, only to see the entire estate engulfed in flames. The smoke was above her, thankfully, allowing the little ant-woman to breathe. 

	Maeve continued to watch, her eyes wide, as a bayonet appeared in the parson's hands. An exclamation of fuddle later and she felt the foundations of the burning estate shake, the portraits falling to the ground. Suddenly, the mouse hole she was hidden in had vanished entirely, leaving her in the middle of the room, right at the epicenter of the parson's chaos. He lurched forward. The bayonet fell down, heading right towards her and...

[center]***[/center]	Maeve gasped, opening her eyes in her bed in the Teriny Inn. She ran her hands up and down her arms, assuring herself that she wasn't the size of a bug. The fiery catastrophe caused by the parson in her dreams hadn't happened in reality while she slept. Letting out a sigh of relief, she wondered if it was all the sugar before bed, causing her to have such odd dreams...