*Telepathic message to Krazixs*
"My friend, when you asked for my help before, I was unable to give it due to my weakened state. However, I am now fully restored. You seemed troubled by something, Krazixs. Let me help you, but first, let's go to where I could be of most use to you."
Vinoh's aura extends to include Krazixs' in his. Then slowly, they both travel mentally to Vinoh's grove. This is the first time Vinoh ever brought anyone else to this place and he feels somewhat nervous, but there is a greater purpose at work.
In the grove, they both appear as they did in real life, except that Krazixs seems to be sleeping on the dewy grass, surrounded by globes of different sizes suspended in mid-air. Some globes shine brightly, other faintly, while a great many are tarnished by some sort of ectoplasmic grime.
Astounded by all of this, the mind mage circles Krazixs slowly, trying to make sense of all of this.
He feels doubt in the elf's mind. Still sleeping, the mage's thoughts escape hin head in the form of question marks, which float slowly towards several of the grime-covered spheres. Suddenly, Vinoh understands. Krazixs wants to know himself. He wants to unlock his blocked memories, in order to better understand what he is and to help his friends.
Looking at Krazixs' fitful sleep, Vinoh tries to convey feelings of sympathy, not desiring to break the sacred silence of the place by using speech, mental or otherwise. He walks slowly to one of the darkened spheres, brushes the sleeve of his robe on it. The grime feels tough, as if a very old shell surrounded the hidden knowledge beneath. Stepping back, Vinoh wonders how he could pierce such a barrier without harming the knowledge or memory within, which could seriously harm his elven friend on a mental level, or at least push the knowledge even further back.
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