[b][u]The Vision from Lalei[/u][/b]

Deep within the realm of dreamland, a voice calls out from the darkness. At first it is a soft voice, a quiet voice, but as you grow more aware of it you realize it is echoing in your mind, enveloping your senses until you are only aware of its presence. Then out from the echoes comes a strong, feminine voice. It is calling your name. A pale hand stretches out to you from the darkness. This strange dream suddenly has a clarity only experienced in visions.

“[i][b]Come, brave soul, I have something you must see.[/b][/i]”

The hand vaporizes in wisps of smoke as you attempt to move towards it. Like a curtain, the dark mist of nothingness rises to reveal the interior of a cave. A lone egg shimmers in the recesses of the cavern, kept warm only by the words etched by fire in the scroll that lies atop it.

“[i][b]Vaeros, the dragon of dread. Long has he slumbered, in wait for the day when he may awaken in his fury.”[/b][/i]

You watch as a hand removes the parchment and plucks the egg from its nest.

“[b][i]That day has come.[/i]”[/b]

The vision grows dim and opens again upon a young man and woman standing under a blood red moon. While the scene continues to unfold the voice in your head grows even more powerful, thundering in your ears and rattling your body as it recites the prophesy you have heard since childhood.

[center][color=red]“When the night is dark and the moon is red
Hatched will be a dragon of dread
Eyes like amber and scales like the earth
More than the world his head will be worth
The dragon of dread will be a shifter and more
The kind of monster you read of only in lore
He will seek to rule the last of his race
And make the whole world know of his face”​[/center][/color]

You watch as the baby dragon now hatched transforms into a man. [color=red]"I am Vaeros. Thank you for finding me. Now die." [/color]The scene closes upon his great hulk taking flight from the broken bodies.

“[i]He will wreathe the world in flame. Ashes and shadow will bind you and all of Valeroma to a living death none may escape.”[/i]

A mixture of smoke and burnt flesh assaults your nostrils. Burning houses crumble before your eyes as the sound of crying children echo from within its walls. Your favourite tavern is crushed under the weight of the mighty dragon, the liquor pouring from the broken casks spreading the hungry fire faster throughout the city.

“[i]No one can stand in his way. All you hold dear will vanish.”[/i]

You are suddenly lifted up from the fires and placed on a formless plateau to join five other figures in a circle. Though it is dim, you can just make out the features of your dream fellows. Your view widens abruptly as your eyes leave your body to look down on the six standing in the circle. Two elven females, a dwarf, a man, an elven male/dwarf, and a dragon.

“[i]But not all is as hopeless as it seems.”[/i] The voice has returned to its softer tone.


As you take this in, the slim figure of a young, red-haired woman appears in the midst of the circle. Immediately you are back in your body and facing this apparition. Her hair and clothes whip around her body as if a strong wind is blowing, though you can feel nothing, and her eyes gaze deeply into yours unblinkingly. A slender hand lifts from her side and reaches out to you. You recognize it as the hand from earlier in this vision. Her lips part and the quiet but firm voice slips from between them.

[center][color=teal]“Six in tide, Six are true
Six to be lead by a spirit of hue
Long awaited in the endless sin
They are the saviors of many a skin
While they live, he cannot survive
While he is here, they cannot thrive”[/color]
*written by Mowkie​[/center]

The words are spoken with the same authority as the earlier recited prophesy. A small smile appears on her face as her hand returns to her side. 

[i]“This second verse of the prophesy has long since been forgotten by the peoples of Valeroma, but that does not make them any less true. You have been chosen since before your birth, INSERT CHOSEN ONES NAMES HERE! to uphold this prophesy. Only by banding together to confront Vaeros is there any hope for Valeroma. Without you, Valeroma will fall.”[/i]

Her eyes darken in a glare as a playful pout plays on her lips. “[i]If this is not motivation enough to take this vision seriously, so help me I will haunt you every night and you will never ever have another restful sleep again, is that understood?[/i]”

The mood lifts with another smile. “[i]Now, watch and listen carefully.[/i]” The woman raises her arms until they create a semi-circle above her head. Between her arms a map appears, marking where you currently are with your head upon your pillow. It shifts and moves across the land as a drawn line connects your position to a place on the map called The Forsaken Grove. “[i]Be here in two day’s time, before dawn. There I will meet you and speak with you further, but for now I must go.”[/i]

A vortex opens, swallowing the woman and the five other figures from your dream. You are alone again in dreamland as the dark mist surrounds you in sleep once more.