(OOC: Cubby here..using my wife's login until I'm back at work next week. Sorry to delay the game, I'll try to log in more often.)
Sleeping blistfully, Thantos, hasn't moved since collapsing onto his bed the night before. He had dreamed of many things since falling asleep. He had dreamed of his homeland, of his adventures to date, of the very attractive D'Aleen, but mostly he dreamed of his lack of control yesterday. The lack of ability to move or doing anything on his own. He dreaded ever feeling like that again, the helplessness and despair of knowing he was about to attack his own friends.
"Friends? Is that what I think of these people as? I guess this far away from my family and the people I grew up with, they are better than most people. I sure wish I knew what happened to my warhorse Spike though."
Thantos' dreams spiralled through the night. At one time he had heard some horrible screams, and shouts to get up but his mind had flipped that into the screams he was letting out in his head the day before as he raised his sword to attack the father.
All of a sudden, the door to Thantos' room bursts open and above the sound of someone trying to rouse him from his slumber, Thantos hears the sound of a song. More beautiful than anything he had heard in his lifetime. The song filled him with hope, with clarity and chased all the bad dreams away. He felt his confidence awake. Suddenly, he heard the neighing of horses and Thantos shot up in bed..
"SPIKE?"
Looking around the room and seeing Attrah and the worry on his face, Thantos was very confused.
"What's going on? How long have I been sleeping? I heard horses, has my good horse returned from wherever he had travelled?"
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