September 29th, 2012
8:30PM – 3:00AM
Godsday, 25th of Goodmonth, 3201ec
The group heads their separate ways to further their training. They arrive safely at their destinations courtesy of Mayor Thulan and begin training at once. Autumn turns to winter which turns to spring. Hearthfest comes and goes and they barely take notice. All the while the strange pale blue light of the Empty Star begins it’s slow ascent in the heavens.
Traumatic memories of the events of last year occasionally surface, especially at night when the day’s work is done. Sleep offers little respite as they are often troubled with terrible nightmares.
Every night the dreams start innocently enough. However, without fail, an evil darkness begins to worm it’s way in and take control. They feel a sinister, other worldly presence burning into their very souls as visions of deep and dark horrors flash within their minds. Gaping, fanged maws, dripping ichor flash before their eyes and slimy, barbed tentacles slither and slice through their minds. They inevitably awaken, gasping for breath in the night air.
The only escape is to work harder and distract the mind from it’s wandering.