Casters point of view
I wake up with a horrible migraine. My head hurts, theres a unbearable heat at the base of my skull, my eyes are all fuzzy, and I swear I might throw up. I really shouldn't have had alcohol, I've never been good with it. I want to stay in bed, to just go back to sleep, or maybe just lay here in pain, but no I can't. I have things to do today. I grab onto the nightstand and I pull myself up. With each small move pain shoots around my head bouncing around it like a ping pong ball. I stay laying down for a little after that, before I finally get up. I try not to drag my feet while I leave my tent. I physically flinch when the bright light hits my eyes, only made worse by the bright white snow. I've got to pick up my feet while I walk. Don't show weakness, keep walking, just keep going. I pull down the hood of my jacket trying to get the light out of my eyes. The cold isn't helping at all with how hot i feel, if anything i feel like I'm both burning and freezing to death. Just keep moving.
"Saint lightning slayer"
I turn around, its saint sky tide.
"Hello saint sky tide, might I ask why you are here?"
Her face stays calm, never changing
"the sovereign of hunger used the house of night to take night garden. Saint jet helped me and my husband escape. Saint jet left for the wasteland, we will be helping deal with the dreamspawn."
I nod, a sharp pang of pain going through my head.
"From my memory your child has taken on the second nightmare?"
"Yes."
I wave my hand softly
"I hope she completes it, although it was a good time for it."
She nods, its hard to tell if she's interested in talking, I'm unfortunately not.
"Im glad she's not being mind controlled. I must go, I'm the one managing the citadel component after all."
I offer a polite smile
"I wont hold you up then"
she nods walking away, finally leaving. I go back to trying not to shamble, I need to help plan the raids to come.
I walk into the command tent. There is morgan and saint dread.
"Caster"
I nod to morgan, I stop myself from flinching. I walk to the map of the dream realm. Saint dread goes back to speaking
"as i was saying our best chances are these three citadels, if we can get the saints controlling them then we can take over important agricultural centers. That would supply enough food for our forces and deprive the dreamspawns forces of food."
I tap the map at my old citadel.
"I don't wish to come off as too bold, but my citadel should also be taken. From what I'm aware of, its under the control of the prince of nothing. The lumber it can provide should be useful for making siege engines as well as a good launching point for the hollow mountains."
Morgan leans forward studying the board further
"I agree with that citadel. To that end we should postpone this citadel, as its smaller and less useful."
Saint dread nods as morgan keeps going.
"And it seems smart to not raid ravenheart, but we should try capturing at least silent stalker. She's got the most knowledge and expertise out of everyone not in the snow domain at traversing this death zone"
saint dread taps a point on the map, the Chained Isles
"all of this does come with the problem of nightgarden. We do have most information we need from seer of the infinite, but he could very well change his plans. As well as the king of nothing changing his behavior."
Morgan tenses at her brother's, or maybe seer of the infinite, title being mentioned
"yes thats true, but its unlikely from what I've seen."
The meeting goes on for a while longer before its finally over. I leave, just to my tent to lay down. My head is still pounding, and quite frankly I am burning alive. As I walk two hand lands on my shoulders, two more on my hips, i flinch at the unexpected and unwanted contact.
"Caster if I'm correct?"
I push through hands off of me quickly despite the pain. I turn around almost stumbling away. Its a woman like echo, in purple with four arms.
"Well?"
Its the spider queen, I've heard some things about it. Not much though
"yes that would be me. Are you coming to me for a reason?"
It covers its mouth with a hand as it laughs.
"No no! I am only taking a good look around, at the new members of the snow domain. So"
it leans forward clearly finding my uncomfortable state quite funny.
"Are you adjusting well? You do look quite sickly, are you not adjusting to the cold well?"
I take a step back.
"I am fine. I would like to leave"
It leans back up with a wave of a hand
"oh fine fine. Although you really are amusing"
I nod
"yeah. Okay. Bye"
I finally leave. I hear a laugh behind me. I hope I won't have to deal or work with that echo any time soon.
I hear talking, I would like to have that echo not know my sleeping place so I can't go back to bed, sadly enough. I keep moving finding a group from the mansion citadel, and pulling the cart over to it is flam of the divine. I walk over to him.
"Flame of the divine, speak of the devil, or should I tyrant?"
I try to grin but I doubt it comes off quite right. Flame of the divine rolls his eyes.
"Yeah not that funny."
He pushes me a little
"I can't go to bed, the spider que-"
he huffs, fully standing up.
"You don't have to deal with it, I swear."
He taps me on the chest then points to the rest of the camp.
"Fine fine I'll go to bed."
I put my hands up. I leave hearing a a louder huff. I hear the spider queens voice quickly talking
"what do you want n...."
I go to my tent and I flop down on my bed. I take my jacket off laying down on my bed, at least it has some good blankets. Even if my head feels like someone crushed it between their hands. I pull my arm over my face. In a few days we should start raiding. I hope I can get back my bed, and finally kick mordret off my bed. He's weird for even mentioning it, even if its to mess with me.