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So, this is Lady Naomi. She is about fifty, but doesn't look it-more like thirty. Apart from a few
light wrinkles around her eyes, she has no wrinkles at all, and her hair is still dark blond apart
from a few grey patches. She is wearing a long forest-green robe, with several gold and azure
threads embroidered round the collar, sleeves and hem, and a pair of sturdy black boots. Her
eyes have a strange quality-flashing in the pupil, and continually darting like fish. Quite pretty,
in short, except for the weird eyes.
Where am I? I'm standing in a field on a mountainside, at night. Naomi snaps, "I hear you've been
impersonating me."
"Uh, I don't know what you've heard, but that jerk mage Anorkin has been putting it around that
I'm you, but that I have amnesia. I was forced into it. I don't like Anorkin anyway, he's a bully.
Anyhow, where are we?"
"The Caeron Ranges, in the south part of Doria. Not far from the ocean, and just thirty miles from
Anorkin's house."
Well, that clears that up, but I still have another question. "Why are you here? You were supposed
to be trapped inside the disk!"
"Yes, but your status as a Dreamer unlocked me from the disk, when you confronted the
demoness Q'aman in Anorkin's library."
That's it. I'm a Dreamer. I say...
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