Hmmm... that is the direction of Falma and Tar Valon if I remember the map right.

My guess is that the Wolf Dream is the collective unconscious of the wolfs. So maybe I can enter it like any other dream.

I'll concentrate on were I want to go into the wolf dream to Elyas.

If it works hopefully I'll appear before Elyas. If I just enter the wolf dream maybe I can talk to a wolf.

The one direction could be Falme, but the other isn't quite towards Tar Valon, it's a bit too far west by your estimate yet. Though it's hard to tell with vectors over a long distance.

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You concentrate on entering the dreams of the wolves and close your eyes for a moment, but when you open them again you find yourself still standing in the dreamworld.

I open my eyes and blink a few times.

Huh. That didn't work. Guess my guess is wrong. I just wondered if Elyas would be willing to tell me what he knows about the dream world... Perrin is a Wolfbrother too. I wonder if he can get here too. oh well. Other things to attend to first.

I'll pull out the Statue of Egwene from my soul.

I am now confused how I made it if that wasn't really channeling the One Power. The Channeling in the real world had the channeling sickness... Maybe it was only a small flow in the real world when I do it in my dreams. I want to do science on this and figure out what I can do. But I know it is a bad Idea...My guess is that channeling here won't hurt me as much as channeling out in the real world.

I'll enter the Flame and the Void and connect to the one power. I pull a weak stream from it and force it to flow according to my will. I can't purify it as it comes in. But maybe I can purify it as it comes out. I'll use my will and some of the power to burn away the taint from the trickle of power I'm feeding to the Statue.

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If I do manage to purify a stream using another stream to burn away the taint, I'll try something that a little reckless.
I'll pull out Archer EMIYA from my soul and put him in stasis to prevent him from fading.
My guess is that Archer is fading because he is equivalent to a pattern with no quintessence to fuel it in Mage the Ascension. The One Power Is equivalent to Quintessence. I have no desire to see him fade away. So I will open myself up to the One Power, split the streams and then use one stream to purify the One power that I feed into Archer to make him real.

Let's see if that works.

OOC: I had a thought. I did pretty much flood myself with the one power in the real world. That is probably why I had such a bad reaction to it. Archer, Kyotsu and Brutal Cunning where all in my soul when that happened. Maybe they soaked enough from that to become real.

You pull out the statue of Egwene, and turn it over a few times while thinking. You then embrace the flame and the void and seize the power. The dream world takes on a vibrance a little closer to the real world as you do. The world seems to resonate with the ebbs and flows of the chord of raw power you hold in your hand.

You siphon off a thin tendril from the main torrent of power, a process that in and of itself is exhausting, and see it's smokey thin trail pulse between a brilliant orange flame and a purple ichor glaze. You guide back to wrap into the main branch of the power that your holding and concentrate on having it flare hotter, to burn away the corruption in the tendril

As the tendril pierces the stream you feel your soul shudder in pain and watch in horror as time seems to slow down and as the tendril rejoins with it's source it collapses in on itself before exploding outwards, searing your flesh and covering you in a coating of vileness. The flame and the void quake, and for the first time you see a flash of the darkness flicker in your flame.

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You find yourself jolted awake by your pain, and roll onto your side as you begin expelling any food and water you had. To your horror you vomit a black paste, congealed blood mixed in with your previous days meal.

Meanwhile your skin feels hot, as if you had stayed in the sun for hours.

"oggg.... That it what I get for doing science when I don't have a clue what I am doing."

I'll examine my skin. Does it just look like sunburn or something else?

You look down at your hand and don't see anything wrong with it, the skin color is normal. Then you touch something, and the pain reignites. You seem to have no visible burns, but feel as though your body was covered in the worst sunburn imaginable.

"...Great. Hopefully I can sleep this off."

I'll try to position that doesn't hurt too much and sleep.

You ease yourself back into a laying position and find that not moving helps, bringing the pain just low enough that you drift into an uneasy sleep.

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You wake to the feeling of a wet rag being placed on your forehead and a concerned Master Flinn staring down at you. "Are you ok my boy? I seem to have been overly optimistic on your recovery...  I have a brew going that may help..."

"I hope the brew helps... does it have something for the pain? I guess some opium poppy would be to much to ask for... If it even exists here...Birch bark would also help a little bit. If I remembering herbs correctly. I read a book on herbs once. Thanks for your help... even though I made your job harder."

He looks puzzled for a moment but then answers as he gets a mug that was set off to the side, "You didn't cause this Eli, sometimes the body just relapses during recovery. Don't go beating yourself up over nothing. As to those two herbs, I've never heard of them, but that doesn't mean I've never applied them. There are so many names for all the herbs, it's impossible to tell sometimes. Perhaps later we can talk about that book you read and compare notes. But for now, drink this."

And he hands you a mug of warm tea.

I chuckle slightly and then drink the tea.
"Thank you. Honestly I only know a little bit about herbs random bits I picked up, It's been so long since I read that book. The Opium Poppy is a ... 5 petal? flower that grows to be about as tall as you. the seed pod is about an inch across. The seed and the juices of the plant can be used to numb pain.but you only want to use a little bit because it can be addictive.
The pain is something if I'd consider opium to ease it.

Birch is a tree that grows all around here. it's bark is like paper. Good for starting a fire.  You can also boil the bark to make tea that helps with pain and swelling.

and that is about it. "

He looks thoughtful for a moment and comments "I don't know any herbs or trees that match that combination of effect and look, but I did mix in some herbs with similar uses."

I'm assuming you sip the tea, it has a mild grassy taste to it, and your throat goes numb almost immediately. That feeling begins to extend as a radiating effect out. Within half an hour the pain is only a memory, but muscle control is nearly impossible. Even training your eyes on something or keeping them open too long is difficult. It doesn't intrinsically make you tired however, though the boredom of doing nothing does.

Do you plan to try and do anything or letting this take its course?

I'll Lay there and meditate. Embracing the Flame and the Void without grabbing the One Power.
I'm aiming to rest my mind and put myself to sleep.

You embrace the flame and the void, and while you don't seize the one power, it's glow and allure are ever present. You eventually drift asleep, though it is slow process.

You partially wake a few times as Master Flinn is pouring more tea into your mouth, but fall back asleep shortly after each time.

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Some time later you stir on your own and wake for the first time in for what feels like forever without being in either a stupor or excruciating pain. The tent is pitch black currently however and very quiet.

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I'll get up and go for a walk for a bit. I'll take my sword with me just in case. I'll use the walk and a bit of sword practice to gauge how well I have recovered.

Do you intend to feel around in the dark for your sword, or what method do you plan to use use to find it. The tent flaps are either drawn very tight, or it's the middle of a dark night or a combination there of. Seeing enough not to stumble into things and potentially make a lot of noise would even be tricky.

I'll feel around slowly to try and find a tent flap. I'll take a look outside if I find it.

You get up and slowly feel around for the edge of the tent and trace it to one of the sets of tent flaps. Both the top and bottom are very tightly knotted, but after a bit you manage to loosen them and open the flaps revealing a dark overcast night with only intermittent moonlight helping light the scene. You can barely make out the others tents and the wagon hitched in a row. It looks like there's been no movement for however long you were asleep.

On the other side of one of the tents you do see the faint glow of a fire though.

I'll feel around to find my sword. Then I'll go outside to the fire to see if they have some food cooking. After I talk to them for a bit and eat. I'll practice my sword forms to gage if I have lost anything from the sickness.

Once the tent flaps are open you are able to find your sword with the dim light easily enough. You make your way towards the fire with it at your side.

You notice in the process of walking that the effects of the drink you were fed haven't entirely faded. Your mind seems to be reacting to the world on a delay, and your normal walking cadence is foreign to you.

When you get to the fire you see Grant standing guard. He smiles and waves for you to join him on one of the stumps pulled up around the fire. "Finally awake I see. The others will be mighty glad to hear it. As am I."

Do you plan to practice your sword forms in front of Grant? Judging by your walking ability you're not entirely sure you could do any but the most basic and remain standing.

No, The unsteady walk has told me what I needed to know. I just need the effects of the drink to fade before I test my abilities.

I'll sit with him and relax.
"Thanks. How long have I been sleeping? Where are we anyway?"

Grant thinks for a moment and responds, "Well, you've been in and out of consciousness for about a week now I'd say. And we haven't moved, Master Flinn has been concerned over how long your body was taking to recover. That mixture should only have put you under for the night. But your health seemed to be getting better each day so we decided holding coarse made the most sense. It seems we chose right."

He smiles and then stirs the fire a bit with a stick as he scans the horizon.

"...I see. I hope that I havent been too much trouble for Master Flinn. I'm still feeling the effects of that mixture.
Which watch a are you on?"

"I don't believe anyone, especially not Master Flinn, would describe your actions as a trouble. I would suggest talking to Master Flinn about still feeling those effects though if you feel them in the morning, or I can go wake him if you feel ill from them. But outside of that I'm not knowledgeable on that type of thing. That's mostly left to town wisdom's from where I'm from.

And this is fairly close to the beginning of the second watch. It's mostly just tending the fire in this area though, we've never been accosted coming through this area. Just keeping the fire going to keep wolves away."

And he gets up and stokes the fire slightly again.

"I think I will go back to sleep. Hopefully I'll feel better in the morning. Good Night Grant."

I'll head back to bed. and see if I feel better in the morning. If I get up properly I'll talk to Master Flinn.

Assuming he hasn't given me any more. Then it would be very strange to be knocked out this long. So what is the cause? Is it the channelers sickness? Or is Fate messing with me so that I don't do something?

Since I am going to sleep.I'll go ahead and relax and take my time building up a focus. I'm going to try to look at what the other Ta'verin are doing before I go to sleep. Taking it slow and steady to reduce the risks.