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The wooden wheels of a small wagon clattered against the vast road ahead. Inside the wagon, the sound of glass jars clinking against each other could be heard every time the carriage crossed a sizable pebble on the road.
In front of the wagon sat a green tiefling, horns curling to meet the sky as the rays of sun glimmered against the stained glass ornaments worn on her horns. It was mildly cloudy, but every once in a while the sun would reveal its energisizing precence to the traveller.
Teya held on to the leather straps attached to the horse pulling the wagon, her mind entirely elsewhere.
The tiefling let out a content sigh as she gazed at the clouds, letting her mind wander off to a plane far beyond this world.

[i]'Hello, Dream Weaver. I can't wait to tell you about what I've been up to these past few days,'[/i] Teya's mind hummed against the soft wind. The tiefling closed her silver eyes, willing herself to feel the familiar presence of her patron.
[i]'Travelling is amazing. I do feel a bit guilty for leaving dad's workshop behind, but on the road I can help so many more people. Besides... I feel like you have something big in store for me. Do you?'[/i]
A crash from the outside world startled Teya back into awareness. There was a sound of wood cracking and jars clinking against each other violently, rolling against wood and being thrown off balance. The horse pulling the carriage stopped, looking around nervously. Teya sighed.
[color=91DB94]"Please don't tell me..."[/color] the tiefling prayed, looking back slowly. [color=91DB94]"No no no no..."[/color] she groaned as she noticed the broken wheel, jumping off the wagon on the ground and examining the damage more closely. What had broken the wheel?
As Teya glanced around, all she saw was the tall, old woods around her. There was no one else on the road, either.
[color=91DB94]"Did you have something to do with this?"[/color] Teya asked the horse in frustration, not really serious about her accusation. It just seemed like the wheel had given out without a reason. Maybe the road had been too bumpy for the old wagon to handle it. The yound dream catcher couldn't really find another explanation. That, or someone was messing with her. The woods could do strange things to wanderers, after all.
Teya walked to the back of the wagon, groaning as she saw some of its precious contents had rolled on the ground after the jostle. Crouching down, Teya gathered the odd jars in her arms, making sure the lids were still sealed tight and that no cracks were to be seen on the glass.
[color=91DB94]"Don't worry, all the dreams are safe,"[/color] Teya reassured the Dream Weaver as she placed the jars back in their area of the wagon. Her god had never spoken to her directly, but Teya had always felt her presence. It had comforted her in her early childhood when her father had been busy and she'd been alone. Teya couldn't really tell what she was following, exactly, but she did trust it.
Looking at the jars, they were seemingly empty as long as you held them still. After they'd been shaken by the halt in their journey, however, you could distinctly see a faint smoke-like substance swirling inside. The color and shape of each smoke was unique, and Teya was sure to place the jars back into the right spots and under the right labels.
Next the tiefling made sure that all the other equipment in the wagon was still there: the brewing supplies, the incense, the various dream catchers and supplies that they were made of. Nothing seemed to be amiss, which made Teya all the more confident that this had just been a random accident. Maybe she was being tested.
[color=91DB94]"Well... there's really not much I can do right now,"[/color] Teya spoke aloud as she wiped the road dust off her pants. She didn't have a spell that could repair a broken wheel, and she didn't exactly have the tools to do it manually either.
The tiefling looked around the road to see if there was anyone nearby.
[color=91DB94]"You wouldn't happen to know where we're at?"[/color] the tiefling then asked her horse, realising that she'd been so spaced out she hadn't kept track of where she was. The horse neighed in response.
[color=91DB94]"I'll take that's a no,"[/color] Teya sighed. [color=91DB94]"Didn't think so."[/color]