Qessalaweh Dreameater the Force of Nature

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Chapter 6

As quickly as the mental thread was created it snapped and the Nightmare
Dragon stepped forth. Its voice a guttereal roar- that still required
adjusting too.


*We have seen the Seas filled with blood, the skies raining brimstone, and
Theras nature no more than ash. You may dismiss our warnings or you may
act upon our call*


*We share this with you because you have the ability to right these wrongs
and evoke the strength of the Ancients upon the lands*


Qessa wished to speak but was unable too, her thoughts running wild with
nowhere to escape.


*You will know when it is time to act, continue to refine yourself for the
time is nigh and we will afford our strength of the dreams and nightmares to
see you through*


The Dream began to dissolve and Qessa was left shaking in the pale light of
the full-moon; afraid to sleep once more
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The Land of the Dreams houses creatures and spaces that represent aspects of
Qessalaweh. They grant a watchful eye and wise words to Qessalahweh's
journey.


Violet Spider- Soothesayer and creature of wisdom.
Nightmare Dragon- Premonitions and Wisdom of future outcomes if not heeded.
Portal of Tissue- The heartbeat is a reflection of Qessa's and how
she views love and purpose.
Sunny Fields- A land of Peace that ensures Qessa remains in tune with her
purpose.
Midgaard- A reminder of subjugation and her beginnings.

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Chapter 5

What began as a soft guttural whisper began to grow in sound and power;
startling Qessa awake. She did not have much time to gather herself before
she felt the overwhelming pressure of the creatures before her. Her senses
becoming ravaged by their presence overloading her subconscious to the point
where clear thoughts were not a discernible action. The Violet Spider and
Nightmare Dragon, was before her; even though she could tell they were not
wishing to prey upon her it was hard to quell the growing fear. Behind them
shadowy figures that she felt that she had seen before were gathered. Her
body was- within a room of what felt like flesh, the rhythmic beat of a heart
emanating from it.
Was this the portal of tissue where Saher was kept? Qessalaweh wondered.


A sharp telepathic message ripped through her conscious mind causing Qessa to
buckle from the sheer agony.


*It will grow lesssss painful in time, Child.* The voice began.


She sensed it to be the mind of the Violet Spider speaking through her.


*We do not have much time, sssooo you will listen and we shall speak*


Qessalaweh stood oncemore, nodding slightly to the Nightmare and Violet
Spider.


*You are a special child, as you already knew. Special not in just your
creation but special in your ability. A conduit and walker of the conscious
dream*


*You walk the right path child but as your sssooothesayer I must caution; the
road will only grow more difficult as you continue. For the will of the
Ancientss have become threatened more now than ever*


*Amongst the flesh are those who pervert not jusst the land of the livings
but the dreams as well, siphoning its strengths to contort reality into
their liking*

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Chapter 4

Speaking with Elder Prixm Brightscale had granted Qessalaweh further
enlightenment; titles were not everything but they did hold meaning. He
prophesied upon her that she would become not only the walker between dreams
and flesh; but sra and weh as well. There was a natural cycle afforded to
all mortals upon these lands that many sought to disrupt, for their own
selfish gains. A cycle of being that Qessalaweh lived by; culling the
unnatural and abhorrent; whilst grooming and nurturing the wilds and its
inhabitants. She took no greater pleasure in the responsibility that came
with her freedom and growing wisdom. This prophecy bestowed by Prixm, did not
come with the notion that Qessa should simply relax; but move
furtheronward in the understanding of the Natural Law and will of the
Ancients. As she grew in power- so did their whispers. Soon she would ensure
that their dreams become reality too.

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Chapter 3

*Has a fierce love and protection for fellows of the tree and hopes that she
can showcase this throughout the span of her life.


*Refers to self as We as a means to represent the weh and
sra within her.*


*She tries to meet people where they are at in regard to communication; if
they are a giant with more rudimentary speech patterns she will try and
harmonize with them. She is less concerned with being perceived as smart as
she is with being heard and understood. She after all spent much time in a
council of dreams with those of different races and creeds.


*Tends to the local ecosystem when time permits itself, it is a pleasure of
hers to make note of the different flora, fauna, and herbs that grow in
different locations.


*One of her goals is to return to the Dream lands with her full strength and
slaughter the last Emperor (within the council of dreams), and the Nightmare
dragon.


*A devout priestess of the hunt she tends to cull those of false laws while
upholding the natural laws of nature that she lives by.


*Hopes to gain true understanding of the natural laws and become a Voice for
Ergush and the primordial ancients.


*Can go from warm and nurturing to cold and feral depending on if friend or
foe.

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Chapter 2

Qessalaweh found refuge within the tree, a feeling of comfort that she had
never experienced from inception through escaping the land of dreams. The
comfort did not dull her senses and will to survive, but rather refined them.
She was fighting for the shared purpose of nurturing, protecting, and hunting
amongst her peers that she considered family. She recognized that beyond the
mission of rousing the ancients and dismantling fake laws of men; she hoped
to give her everything to maintain the refuge and their various branches. She
quietly observed her brothers and sisters-Mawgog and Grundhol had a love for
meat whilst Sirin enjoyed beautiful things. It led Qessa to wonder what it
was that she truly enjoyed. If she was to choose it would be the various
plants and wildlife that she studied within every part of the ecosystem;
understanding what can be done to assist them with flourishing and
maintaining their space. While this was a question to continue to ponder, one
thing was sure, Qessa had begun to shed her old skin as one who only
understood survival; recognizing other things should matter to her as well.
Freedom was in the little things as much as the big picture too.

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Chapter 1

The endless thoughts and false triumphs of the Emperor of dreams filled the
council chambers on a daily basis. His rod of conquest rested heavily upon
his lap as he got lost in a fit of delusions of grandeur. This was his
domain. This was his part of the dreams where he ruled supreme. Yearning for
a Saurian of his own to subjugate he had bid for his concubines to dream a
dream of the last Saurian Druid. However, he granted far too much freedom to
those he had enslaved; they utilized their combined Weh and Sra- to dream of
a freedom that extended far beyond themselves. A freedom that would never be
granted to them as the last and forgotten of Midgaard.


was so that Qessalaweh came to be a flesh amongst dreams, by the time
the Emperor realized what was occurring, it was too late for him to stop and
undo what had been written into existence. He bellowed out a fierce cry that
was eclipsed by something much more a piercing cry that came from something
ancient, something primordial; that instantly the Arial druid and Qessalaweh
knew to be Mother Thar-Eris herself. The moment of disorientation was enough
of a moment for them to act quickly. The Arial druid moved into action,
entangling the emperor and binding him with briars and vines. GO! the
druid shouted between clenched beak. Qessa wasted no time slipping beyond the
banner, through the void, and into the thin partition-that separated the past
from the land of dreams.


The call filled Qessalaweh with a form of vigor that she could not explain
nor needed to, what was required now was action. Mother had made a call and
granted Qessalaweh an opportunity to be a living dream made flesh. There was
no way she would disregard the responsibility that came with that freedom.

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