#grixis posting

It is a deep sleep that takes her. A landscape begins to unfold, formed by her subconscious mind and will.

What does Shregresha's dreamscape look like?

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Despite the night of drinking and partying, Shregresha's dreams would be better described as nightmares. Due to the encounter with the skaabs, her mind turns to when an army from Grixis invaded the clan's hunting grounds, almost a decade ago. It is a familiar dream, one where she's spattered in fetid blood, finding little glory in fighting the dead, yet still needing to.

Unlike the dreams on the ship though, these dreams are not ones of bitter triumph. They are ones of fear. Her son is there, a scared little boy crying for his mother to protect him while a necromancer taunts her with the tortures they will inflict upon her child, a neverending army of distorted flesh separating her from reaching either.

Embers endure, people of the network.

For those who have not met me, I am Karrolin, a Vithian human mage from the plane of Grixis. I am willing to trade knowledge of my own plane, and my other expertises, in exchange for unique information of other worlds. And their lizards. I have a particular interest in lizards.

My magical talents are mainly in the minor bending of time. Faster or slower, preservation or decay, making objects and people as they were or as they may in future be. I draw from uncertain futures to maximise my options, although it does mean my spells are usually of little accuracy for actual clarivoyance.

I aim for our correspondence to be mutually beneficial.

I looted a trinket of theirs from the structure-wreck, and in trying to cast the spell within, I learnt it can be a source of mana as well. But the power that it creates is... cold. Alien. Empty, like a dreamless sleep.

Part of that feeling may be that it is spellcraft from a plane unfamiliar to me. But it has an undeniable similarity to the dark forces of my world, which I have spent my life trying to ward off and evade. Demons, lich-lords, bone-hoarding kathari and withering specters.

Warily, I have conducted experimentation upon the Dimir artifact I looted, and slowly but surely, I have managed to cast the spell stored within. I dared not channel black magic myself, but the trinket's own power proved sufficient for that component of the spell, and...

The trinket itself transformed into a... creature. It is something like a lizard, and something like a sea monster, of the sort we have on Grixis. In that the details of its form escape both description and mental retention. But it certainly had... lizard-like qualities of some sort... I think.