Thread: What Dreams may come...

Shadow sits on the rock in front smoking his pipe.

"Greeting, sir. How are you this fine day?"

Shadow looks at Shawn through a haze of smoke.

"Sky is blue, water's wet, women have secrets. So I reckon its just a fine day."

"Yes, women have their secrets, don't they. Well, I was just wondering about that dream quest thing you were talking about the other day. What's that all about?"

"Vision quest," he says shortly. "Dreams are an all together other thing son."

He puffs on his pipe almost furiously, smoke tendrils encircling his head.

"Its a quest to find who you are, to find a guide that will lead you. Much as Garou have totems, the People had guides, spirits that would lead them, teach them, help them through the dark times.

It might get you in touch with your ancestors, or you might be told to go away. Until we do it, there is no knowing."

He looks at you with wrinkled eyes sparkling.

"Why, you ready to try?"

"Um. I don't know. Is any truly ever 'ready'? I thought it was going to be after that fight."

Shadow looks him up and down then nods sharply.

"Let's start this, no time like the present, now is there?" he gets up from his seat, grabs his walking stick, then looks over at Shawn.

"Follow me, pup."

He starts walking off into the woods.

"Ok, then."

Shawn follows Shadow.

He leads you into a clearing in the woods, approximately 20 yards around. He walks the perimeter with a careful pace as if measuring it out. He then looks at several trees, examining each one carefully, chanting in Lakota as he does so.

"This one," he says at last standing by a very tall, very straight tree. "Chop this one down."

He looks at Shawn, then walks over to another tree and leans against it.