well this is brilliant Poppy, just brilliant, you just had to choose now to suddenly have a knack for alliteration.

I mean, near death experiences do that to a person

”that was the strangest sentence I’ve ever heard, but please, lead the way” Ro says, casting pass without trace on all of you guys. (It makes you have +10 to stealth and leave no footprints.)

Thris lays there, unconscious, his dreams now centering on his time with the dwarves, learning to fight the oppressors.

Oh right.

Ro picks up Thris, and then we walk away!

Poppy walking slowly behind them, looking at the unconscious Thris. "We should see if we can wake him. I doubt his dreams are kind after that. Hold still Ro." Walking to Thris and summoning all his in his strength while aching and slapping Thris hard on the rump. "Get your ass up, you don't sleep. If anyone gets a nap, it will be me."

Strength for slap: 14

Stealth: 32

Ro nearly drops Thris from the unexpected force.

”What in the nine hells was that? No touching people like that! At least not until both parties are awake!” Ro says, exasperated.

The group continues walking for a few hours, when Ro stops in a small clearing in the wood you were traveling through and says “we should make camp here. If we do, we will make it to the next friendly town at midday tomorrow. We can get actual transportation there.” She says, placing the still sleeping Thris on the ground.

Shira goes and starts cutting up firewood and searching for rocks to create a small fire, she also casts cure wounds on Thris (not sure if this applies) healing9 HP.

The blackness in her eyes fades a little, and the veins of black vanish. She appears to be stirring. 
(So if you want Thris to be awake now, he can wake up whenever you want him to)

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The blackness in her eyes fades a little, and the veins of black vanish. She appears to be stirring. 
(So if you want Thris to be awake now, she can wake up whenever you want her to)

 (First, I need to know if Thris really is now a female or if this is some Freudian slip of yours :)

(Mother...... AGGHHHHH STUPID FROIDIAN SLIP I NOW MUST EDIT TONS OF POSTS!)

Thris groans as the dreams finally fade.  After a moment, he realizes he is awake and cautiously opens his eyes.  Seeing his companions around him, a hope blooms in his chest.

"Did we kill the *****?"

“No, that ***** is still very much alive.” Ro says, spitting out the insult with venomous intent.

"The mission was a partly a failure. We disturbed the camp and eliminated soldiers, but we were all hit very hard. I don't know what was used on us, and do not want it to happen again. We are in retreat, Remey is missing and we all all too hurt to do anything." Sighing and going to Ro and patting her shoulder." No worries, she is on borrowed time. We will get her eventually, especially after the mind ****ery she just pulled. I still don't feel right, it was a living nightmare." Looking at the others, "Everyone get comfortable, I will take first watch. I will stay up as long as I can for you all. Luckily, along with a perfect body and devilsh good looks, I am a elf and don't need to sleep as much. So rest, we can talk and rant about today. Just I will stay up to watch over you all, and if I need relief I will wake someone to take my place."

“Thank you, Poppy.” Ro says, smiling at you.

after a few minutes of silence, Ro having lit a fire a magic fire in the middle of the small camp you set up, she tentatively asks “So, um. Does anyone want to, I don’t know, talk about it?” She looks around the group as she says it.

Thris considers.  Sharing his feelings was not a thing for him, one way or the other. For the others, though, they might need it.  "Sure," he said.  "I'll start.  I saw my mother and she told me my father was dead.  She blamed me, saying that if I'd stayed, followed his path...he was...is, really, it was just a visions.  My father is a wizard and he wanted me to follow his path and study magic but my mother, she is ranger and I chose that path.  I have the magical talent but always felt a stronger pull to nature."  He goes on to relate the vision and what it did to him and how it made him feel.

"Anyone else want to share?"

After everyone else that wants to speaks, he turns to Poppy.  "I will rouse in 4 hours from my trance.  You can sleep then."

"I will share, it can't be easy to share our secrets but it isn't fair to Thris or no one else tells. I had a nightmare of my ex boyfriend and girlfriend coming and insulting me for my uncommon morals. We were together for a few years and we were criminal gang together. I know, it is hard to picture my saintly self as a criminal but it is sadly true We were amazing theives and scamers, we always had coin even if we weren't rich. Sadly, we didn't see eye to eye all the time. They were ambitious and taking more dangerous and immoral jobs. I can rob a rich man no problem, but I draw a line killing them. Ironically, now killing is my job afterall. Sadly, left each other on bad note. They stabbed me in the back and left me to die. I don't know how I lived, but I did. I ran away as soon as I could, gave up most crimes and only stole when I had no choice. I took to the forests and tried my hand at a simple life, I still can't give up on my love for finery but I enjoy the life." Turning around and lifting his shirt to show dozens of old scars. "They really gave it their best, but I am Poppy. I can woo Angels and Devils, I probably seduced a goddess to get my second chance."

“At this point, I wouldn’t doubt it.” Ro says with a small smile. “I’m actually really surprised that you guys talked. It took me months to actually be able to talk to anyone other than professional therapists about stuff like this, even Kaitlin. Well, I guess I might as well go now. The shadow thingy became my mother, at first. She really just kinda, yelled at me abandoning my family? I guess? I mean, I know it was the right thing to do, what with my parents being second in command of the coalition and all, and the coalition is, well, horrible. But it still haunts me. And then it became, well, me? And it was pretty much just saying a ton of stuff that I really, really didn’t need to hear. And then it became Kaitlin, and it was ranting about how I would never be good enough for her, or anything else, and I just... why does the universe hate me?” She ends, trying (and failing) to hold back tears.

"Remember what we saw was not real," Thris says.  "Oh, the details were pulled from our mind by the magic, but the magic twisted those details into something dark and painful.  My mother was proud of my choice and while my father was disappointed that he did not have the chance to teach me much of his knowledge, he was never disappointed by me.  I cannot speak for your visions but my point is that the *****'s magic was designed to twist our thoughts around, to give us guilt about things we should not be guilty about."

"I mean, it was black magic but my Exs did stab me. So that part wasn't far from the truth, and I am positive meeting them would be a disaster." Looking at the others, and feeling need to help the mood. "But I have had time alone. Time to think, ponder and accept the past. You would be surprised how well a therapist some random squirrels, you can shout and have mental breakdowns with them and they still come back. Want stress relief? Go fight a couple geese, evil bastards. The truth is, if you are guilty you have to learn to let it go or accept it. If you need help getting over it, punch a goose and argue with a squirrel."

“I really don’t think harming innocent animals will help.” Ro says, a shy smile on her face.