You stand here on the edge of the sea cliff, hidden away from the rest of the world by shifting fog and mist. The smell of brine is strong here. Before you, a hazy thing that looks like it was made of incoming thermals shifts before you, wreathing itself about one of the creatures of Mardesos Cove. It begins to speak in your mind, a soft but masculine voice that seems to come from far away. "I am DreamSweeper, mortal one. An Angel Wolf, from the Angel Wolf Skies in the Skies of Nanory, and quite unlike the wolves you know from your realm. I stand for this place and keep it safe from all who would desecrate such sacred ground." His spirit moves closer. "I cannot fathom the reason for your coming, although perhaps come to see those who stand?" The being swirls around you, sensing your confusion. "Those who stand are the ones who make pilgrimages from far-off lands and leave their mark here, to show their mourning. Aye, the two fae you passed at the entrance? And Patriot here, whom is hidden within my essence? They be pilgrims to this place, too. Hark, look there."

    A rippling tendril extends from the being; where he points, the fog thins momentarily, and you can see an Itelaxia with dark fur and strangely patterned wings. "She is Gloria, hailing from the Realm of Mists. She weeps for those whose lives were forever altered on 11 September 2001... I have made this place fog-filled to make her feel at home." The extension recedes, and the fog rolls back into place, leaving Gloria to her privacy. "Come."

    You follow the hazy being for quite a distance as it drifts away from the heavily fogged area to a lightly misted overhang. There, a shadowy form is crouched on the ground; the being coalesces into this more solid form. A few long moments pass before he gets on his paws swayingly, coils his haunches, then leaps into the air where his strong wings take over. "There, better already. I wasn't really there, of course. I -- as well as any other being such as me, wolf or two-legs -- cannot physically stay in such a place for very long. The aura of that place is dark, and destroys all physical vessels of any non-mortal who enters it.

    "Let me tell you about myself; as I said, I be DreamSweeper, the Angel Wolf. I came to Lady Rhee during one of her visits to the Skies of Nanory, and told her about my dreams of finding adventure. She laughed for a bit first, but then she saw I was serious, and told me to come work for her for two turns, and if I was still eager to seek out adventure, she would aid me the best she could. I laughed at her, thinking it would be easy. Well, 'tis been seven moons, and I'm not laughing anymore. I have seen many souls pass through this place with sorrow in their hearts. This is adventure enough for me, at least for now." He bows his head.