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Attuned to the deepest velvet darkness of the night, he sits and he muses, pondering the mysteries that thrive there. Though not truly his domain, his fascination with dreams drives him to seek them out. The strangeness of them never fails to draw him in, the odd details that seem so ordinary to the dreamer in the moment, how they shift and change in an instant to something altogether different, novel yet unquestionably accepted. And most of all, the way that a dream can contain pearls of truth and insight that the waking mind struggles to comprehend.
He devotes his attentions to the dreamers he visits, the soft glow of his flowers offering what small illumination they can, hoping to lead them to realization and peaceful rest. His outside perspective would often provide greater understanding than the dreamer could easily gain themselves, but he prefers to remain a quiet guide rather than a revelator. Some things, he believes, are best learned on one’s own.
Tenelas’ domain of night-blooming flowers includes him, and he pays her devoted fealty–even addressing her as “my lady,” a title most reserve for only the highest fey of their respective Court. She seeks him out for quiet company and for his counsel, which is often unusual and always insightful.
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