<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Who: Zeypher Blackenedfang, Garadin Fellmere When:Tessera (Autumn), 81379, day 38 What: An (almost) acedental murder Who else:Chuya's Veaji Umdalek Warnings: Possible Violence, and/or Swearing </td></tr></table> Zeypher was looking for plantlife and any animals, he figured he would find many strange things here. His friend Garadin came with him, Garadin always worried about his closest friend, and so he went with Zeypher, if he walkedinto anything dangerous. "<span style='color:yellow'> Why do you always worry Garadin, I won'tget my self killed, just because I'm 42</span>" Garadin sighed as he pushed Zeypher's bucket of plant keeping tword him "<span style='color:teal'> Well don't blame me when I'm not around and you get hurt</span>" Zeypher sighed and kept searching. Garadin was looking around, the place was dark, and slightly damp, he hated dampness. He sat down while Zeypher pursued his fetish of plants and animals, he always wondered why Zeypher was crazy aboutn them, the animals stunk alot, and plants have a possibility of being poisoness. "<span style='color:teal'> Well just don't eat anything, I may know healing, but I can't resurect, I can bring other 'dragons half alivie if they are recently dead, and I can make them uncontious if they are half dead but I'm not a master at healing</span>
<p align=justify>Veaji had been lost in her thoughts, as well as in reality, when suddenly a foreign noise caused her to come out of her musings. Her iridescent eyes, shaded by a delicate paw glistened as they scrutinised the horizon. Standing as tall as her 5'2 frame would allow, Vea barely distinguished the silhouette of two 'dragons walking among the tall grasses. A dreamy smile wove itself into her frail features. It was swiftly followed by a grimace. She was reluctant to leave the shelter of her solitary contemplations for the company of others. As a dreamweaver, she much prefered the world of the subconscious to that of the conscious. Furthermore, as she silently gazed at the strangers, she felt a little twinge of anticipated pain. Her Inner Eye was warning her that the encounter might be prove to be dangerous. But Vea was in dire need of directions, lest she end up dying of starvation and thirst alone and in the middle of nowhere. She gently padded her way accross the field until she reached them, enjoying the coolness of the damp grass against her bare legs as she went. Vea liked Tessera, liked the damp and the dark. She found it refreshing. Her voice was hoarse from thirst and faint from exhaustion when she finally spoke. "Hiya, how do you do?"
Garadin was first to reply "<span style='color:teal'>Oh hi, we are fine...I think, not sure about him over there</span>" he said pointing at Zeypher. Zeypher looked up" <span style='color:yellow'>Hi, my name is Zeypher, Garadin is a grump, and I'm fine thank you</span>" he said in a hurried tone. He started messing with an herb, and a small lizard-like creture. "<span style='color:teal'> He's a strange 'dragon, I'd becareful around him</span>" he wispered. Zeypheer kept working, although her heard Garadin.
Vea cocked her head to the side a little, smiling at their playful squirmish. She liked these two already. They must have a brotherly kind of relationship, with Garadin looking over Zeypher's back. She pushed back a cascade of untamed tresses from her face and, tucking them behind her ear, decided that her situation wasn't all that bad after all. Her Inner Eye must have been wrong. What ill could happen to her with these two around? Granted Garadin had said that Zeypher was dangerous, but that was a figure of speech, right? Besides, she liked dangerous people, or at least the idea of them. It intrigued her. Nevertheless, it was not to Zeypher that she had been instantly drawn but to his friend. And so she found herself staring at Garadin for a moment, wondering if the faint glow around him could be what she thought it was. "Are you... Could you be, by any chance...", she began falteringly, "A dreamweaver?"she finished, her voice a whisper.
"<span style='color:teal'>errrr yes. Why?</span> He looked at her quizzicly. Zeypher chuckled and put the lizard in a jar, and the herb in a bag. The lizer tried to escape and had no luck. "<span style='color:yellow'>we are her on one of my little'missions' only because I like plants and animals</span>" Gardin sighed and looked around, "<span style='color:teal'>What a coincidence a 'dragon in the middle of nowhere, just popped out</span>" Zeypher looked at the dragon and noticed she seemed thirsty "<span style='color:yellow'>Lass? are you thirsty or something?</span>"
"He's a dream weaver. He's a dream weaver. He is a. Dream. Weaver. Like me! A dreamweaver!" Vea thought she might hyperventilate. Her already abnormally large eyes were now as wide as saucers and gazing with an almost hungry expression up at the 'dragon in front of her. He was Seer. Like her. She'd never thought she'd ever meet another of her kind in these parts. She barely heard Zeypher's query and her eyes never left his friend. "Err... Yes I'm hungry... I mean thirsty." she blurted suddenly, hating herself for her incoherence.
"<span style='color:yellow'>Do you want a drink?</span>" Zeypher said as Garadin laided down, Garadin was so sore it wasn't funny,if he relaxed he could heal himself. Zeypher gave Garadin some popy seeds, they helped with the cramps from being sore "<span style='color:teal'>Zeyph remind me never to walk 65 miles without resting again.</span>" he said . Zeypher snorted and said "<span style='color:yellow'>I told you to relax</span>" "<span style='color:teal'> no you didn't,</span>" "<span style='color:yellow'>yes I did</span>" "<span style='color:teal'>I recall you telling me about herbs, not resting</span>" "<span style='color:yellow'>no I didn't, I told you to sleep</span> "<span style='color:teal'> what ever</span>
"Sure, thanks. What do you have to offer?" Vea enquired brightly. The anticipation of a drink brought a silly grin to her face. Perhaps she wouldn't die of thirst after all. No really, she decided that her Inner Eye must be seriously faulty for warning her about these two guys. Really, they seemed nice, hospitable, generous and in Garadin's case incredibly good-looking and tall... She wondered just how tall he was. At least six feet... Had she just thought those thoughts?
"<span style='color:yellow'>Uhm, let me see</span>" he rumaged through his backpack and pulled out multiple bags. "<span style='color:yellow'>There is, Graperoot, Poppy leaf, and sugarbeet root, and whats this, oh its foxglove, let me put that away</span>" as he picked the foxglove (witch he acually picked up the poppy leaf) he tucked it away, leaving the foxglove(withch looks like poppy leaf) graperoot, and sugarbeet root. Garadin looked at the herbs "<span style='color:teal'> Make me a graperoot drink</span>" Garadin said. Zeypher poured somewater into a cup, groung the graperoot and handed it to Gardin.
Vea pondered silently which drink she should choose. She didn't mind either graperoot, or sugarbeet root, but that day she felt somewhat adventurous and so decided to go with Poppy Leaf. Part of the reasoning (or lack thereof since all calculations were purely subconscious) behind her choice was that by being more adventurous she might impress her new friends (one very tall 'dragon in particular). Of course, it should have occured to her (had she been aware of the complex cogitations of her psyche) that Garadin couldn't possibly know that her choosing the Poppy drink was adventurous on her part. And yet there was some sense in her un/reasoning since her defying the norm was enough to boost her confidence. And so it was pretty much by fluke that Vea came reply, "I'll take the Poppy leaf, please."
"<span style='color:yellow'>ok, one pooppy leaf drink coming up.</span> he said mixing ground poppy leaf(the foxglove) and sugar, he also added a pinch of cinnimon. He mixed it with a poppy stem(real poppy) and poured it into an stone cup, and handed it to her. Garadin had finished his drink and was feeling much better. Zeypher looked at Veaji and said "<span style='color:yellow'> Drink up.</span>" he smiled, no one could hate his drinks.
"Mmmm...", purred Vea as she downed the drink. The blend of sugar, cinnamon and a foreign taste which she decided must be the poppy was delicious, if a little strange. It left a bit of a bitter taste in her mouth. But she didn't mind, not much. The draught must have invigorating powers she mused, smiling. So much so that her heart seemed to be beating faster than before... Was that a contraction? And it made her feel happy, so happy! And lightheaded... Veaji felt a sudden rush to her brain and burst out laughing. "Blue! You're blue! Wait, everything is bl--" The last think the youth saw as her body slumped to the floor was the concerned faces of her new friends. Then all went blank.
Zeypher sniffed the plant that he had put in her drink, then in a choppy voice he said "<span style='color:yellow'>I..Gave her...foxglove</span>" it looked like he was on the brink of tears. Garadin looked mortifide(sp?) "<span style='color:teal'>I'll see if I can bring her back</span>" he was going to see if he could find her soul in the dream realm, thats were the souls of all dream weavers go. He was drifting from soul to soul, he found one in the corner of the realm cowering, it was her's. He gently gathered it and carried it back to the body, now he had to heal back on. As he got back to his body he walked over to her body and madesure he put the soul in the right place, he put a paw on her stomache and his eyes lost color, as his aura flowed into her, and stiff hour past, and Garadin colapsed, to rest after saying, "<span style='color:teal'>She's alive now</span>", he had never ressuected befor, and it took alot of strength.
"Ooff" mumbled the youth as she gradually came to her senses. She wondered when the hammers in her head would kindly stop pummelling her hypothalamus. She really didn't think they were doing her much good. She also wished the snake would refrain from strangling her like that. The'snake', upon closer inspection, turned out to be her cloak. Vea held her head tightly between her paws, afraid that it would roll off if she didn't, and her world suddenly came into focus. "Who are you?" she asked fearfully, not recognising the faces of her two friends. Where was she? Had she been drugged?
Garadin the glared at Zeypher and yelled "<span style='color:teal'>You idiot, you almost killed both of us!!</span>"
