Video; Username: dreamspinner

[ushahin]

[The video opens up in a darkened tent somewhere in the woods. It’s the middle of the night and most everyone should be asleep at this hour. The half-man isn’t going to be sorry for waking you up. There’s one candle giving off just enough light to make out what’s going on. Ushahin is lying on his back, has his eyes closed, and is breathing deeply. Did his ring accidentally send out this message in his sleep? Then his eyes snap open, none of the usual grogginess that comes from waking up present in his face. His voice is soft but carries a tone that says he’s used to people listening to what he has to say.]

The dreams of both groups here are all so very much alike. Fear, growing tensions, and mistrust fill up their minds. Their differences are minimal when looked at from the right point-of-view.

[He rolls over so that he is lying on his stomach. The shadows from the dim lighting accentuate his ruined face. He might have been handsome at some point before some horrendous injuries happened to him. A sunken cheekbone, the other riding higher than it should, and his left temple caved in are just the most noticeable. It gives him an unsettling appearance.]

To walk their dreams tonight has become tiresome. You all, on the other hand, are a fascinating bunch. I have seen much I don’t understand. These worlds you come from have many differences from my own. So let us speak of them this night. Tell me something that sets your world apart and I shall do the same.

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[twijn]

username: lambWOLF

What do you see in us? [ The answer to his question can come after.]

[ushahin]

[He closes his eyes for a moment as he thinks how best to put it in terms that will make sense. Sometimes, it is difficult. Finally, he opens them back up.]

Thoughts that twine together but do not always touch. I've never met two so in tandem with one another.

[twijn]

I see.

We always move as one, always act together. Where Wolf goes, Lamb follows. [ It may be difficult to tell, but she's impressed by the observation. Usually others tried to embellish the facts.]

We come from Runeterra. There is a creature in our land, similar to you. A waking, walking nightmare

[ushahin]

A waking, walking nightmare. I like that description.

[He smiles, a manic gleam in his eyes. Well, technically the baring of teeth he makes could be called a smile. There's very little that is pleasant about the expression.]

I lived long enough to see myself become a legend among Men. The mothers would tell their children to behave, lest the Dreamer steal into their minds at night.

[twijn]

He is called Nocturne. This world would be suited for him. [ And Lamb would prefer that much, truthfully.]

[ Suddenly Wolf interjects; though Lamb was the more talkative of the two, he is always listening.] And how old are you?

[ushahin]

Over twelve-hundred years old. I have forgotten my exact age.

[He'd lost a few over his long life. The early years spent with the Were, constantly in pain, and when he'd first found his master Satoris, consumed with the madness that threatened to overwhelm him.]