Winter in the dream (open)

[Liitha]

ooc ok bored and tried to get something started before, but never quite got something going...this is a mainplot one as i figure could be fun, so it would be in the winter and allow chars to know of or have heard of recent events

 

M'bela stepped gracefully into the dream, she was wearing a copy of the cape she had recently bought as her favorite had been lost in the fight with the black tower. What had they been thinking, she wasnt sure, there had been losses of course, but with the chosen on their side it had been but a mather of holding the black dressed men back till reinforcements could arive. Maybe it was good though, maybe if the news spread it would finaly be accepted that the shadow was moving on the world, and had a stronghold, she doubted it, the light always thougth themself best, and as such she was sure it wasnt the last they had seen of that side.

 

She skiped down to caemlyn, of course it wouldnt be, they would fear now that the shadow had a foothold they would seek to expand, and rigthfully so, just not yet. She wasnt sure what was going on, but their new Nae'blis was ploting and pulling strings with the chosen, that much she had managed to catch. She wasnt sure how much information leaked down into normal circles of dreadlords, but the Mae'shadars at least heard their share, and she knew rumors were alive if nothing else among dreadlords.

 

She twirled a red lock of hair, one of her many masks she kept, she had learned to be carefull, not stray to much around looking the same, besides the fewer who knew her real look the better, at least outside dreadlord circles. She wandered into an office, a merchant, he served her well enough and hadnt asked about making reports to be hidden a sertaint place, she liked people that didnt ask. Picking out the box she started fliping through the papers, catching tidbits here and there as they changed. Once satisfied she walked outside, it was lightly snowing and she let herself walk aimlessly through the empty streets of Caemlyn, only randomly broken up by someone poping in and out of the dream.