• Jack_C has quit (Ping timeout)

Dionysus You see a quiet meadow before you.

• Jack_C probably walks liesurely toward it, stops to survey.

Dionysus A woman sits on a small stone wall, obscured in the tall grass. She has white hair & a dark brown dress on. She has a look of utter peace on her face.

• Jack_C approaches slowly, slinging the bass back up onto his back.

Dionysus She looks up, "Hello, child."

Jack_C Do I know her?

Dionysus She looks a little bit like your father.

Dionysus But not quite.

Jack_C "'allo."

Jack_C studying her face, as if trying to find out who she is.

Dionysus She scans you, then laughs, "You look like my brother."

Jack_C "You look a bit like my father."

Jack_C Have I heard tales of any aunts?

Dionysus Some, probably.

Dionysus "Who was your father, child?"

Jack_C "Bulger Crane."

Dionysus She frowns, "Crane is my name. Crane Caer."

Jack_C "Are you related to Grayson Caer?"

Dionysus She nods, "He was my uncle. You look like my brother, Thrush, a bit, though... You're more familiar than that."

Jack_C "I think I'm a descendant of Thrush."

Dionysus "No... You're a Crane."

Dionysus She smiles, "Definitely a Crane."

• Jack_C blinks. "Well that would make sense by the name. But then...I'm very musical."
• Jack_C thinks hard. "If I'm a Crane, why do I look like Thrush? Is it just family resemblance?"

Dionysus She nods, "We all come from the same place. The Caer family is important. Seek peace, Jack Crane, & you will find it."

Jack_C "Seek peace..."

Jack_C "I guess I'm not a real peaceful personality."

Jack_C "I could deffinitely use some. but...I can't neglect the contest."

Dionysus She nods, "Peace is not the absence of conflict, but the absence of malice in conflict, as my father would say."

• Jack_C nods. "That I could deffinitely learn."

Dionysus She smiles, "Forgiveness, friendship, & love are the foundations of peace, he said. It took me a long time to learn that. If you love your enemy, you understand him."

Jack_C "Who is my enemy? I know of Civitello, the wild hunt, the king of thorns..."

Dionysus She looks around, "A good start then. I should return to where I belong. It's a strange time. You should wake up."