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Alinar opens his mouth to voice a warning to Cirrus, but when she touches the stone to no adverse effect, he simply nods his approval (as if that's what her look requested).

"They certainly do not appear to be suffering - so long as the stones remain in their possession. Perhaps they should be moved to more comfortable settings, then the focus turn to locating the dwarf."

"I do not recognize the glyph on the stone. This state reminds of the times we have been to the dreaming or to the realm of sadness." The old man says out of breath.

Hearing Korrigan's roaring voice for a healer, Fionna runs outside, wiping her hands clean. Seem's she's been baking again.

After checking on everyone's well being, she grabs Marcus' hammer (as she knows he'd be cross if he awoke without it.) and picks him up.

"Let's get everyone inside out of this cold. They seem to be ok for now, but there is no sense in them getting pneumonia too."

"Nell at least is dreaming pretty hard. Pullin' the stone off her stopped her eye dartin', so I'm with Abbadon - whoever wanted them out coulda done much worse."

Once she got Nell inside, she turned to the emmisary from Gateway and started to drag him inside next.

"Someone bigger is gonna have to grab the two robustly unpleasant ones. What's the Dreaming, besides what these folks are doin' at the mo? I catch a proper noun use in there."

*after a few more chirps at cirrus, stormageddon hops over and begins tugging on rotheks ear trying to move him towards the tipsy traveler*

Alinar grabs Kaylan under the shoulders and begins to drag him.

“The Dreaming is a plane of existence. You exist there as much as you do here. When you sleep, you sometimes catch glimpses of the Dreaming through your connection there. Some are trained to navigate the Dreaming at will – even open a portal to cross over in their corporeal form. Indeed, masters of the craft can draw others over with them as a group.”