The Dreamer on The Melding
Monk: Forgive me, but my curiosity of the melding gets the better of me. Why would you take part in such a thing with the vile Lords?
The Dreamer: It is a meritable question. The melding is why I have languished here for so long. Healing. Recovering. The vile Lords sought our union above all else. A binding. Our flesh… to coalesce. I was foolish. I believed… I could find reason within them. But I saw only darkness and I escaped before they could subsume me. They became pure hatred. They became… Xesht.
The Dreamer on The Melding
Warrior: I would know more about this… ‘melding’ you spoke of.
Witch: I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t intrigued by this melding you spoke of.
Sorceress: This melding of which you speak… tell me more.
Ranger: You made reference to a ‘melding’. What is it?
Huntress: Before, you mentioned that your melding failed… how? What is it?
Mercenary: This ‘melding’ thing… sounds kinda freaky.
Druid: You’ll have to explain this ‘melding’ to me. As with the rest o’ ye, it sounds… {unnatural.}
Duelist: [DNT] Shadow: [DNT] Templar: [DNT] Marauder: [DNT] The Dreamer: It is why I have languished here for so many years. Healing. Recovering. The vile Lords sought our union. A binding. Our flesh… to coalesce into a singular being. But what mind would govern such a creature? I saw the darkness in their hearts. I escaped before they could subsume me. But they… they became pure hatred. Xesht.