It seemed to take a moment for Larea to even notice his presence. When she did, she looked at him for a while as if confused. Eventually she reached for her pen and pad and wrote out a more lengthy sentiment. Reading it, Zel was, of course, skeptical, but he didn't dismiss the idea completely. And there was that name again. Who, or what, was Origin? And where had he heard that name before?<br/><br/>Zel took a moment to ponder what all this might mean, pulling a hand up to his chin as he did so. After a moment, some possibly relevant information flowed back to him.<span style="font-style: italic">"A few days ago, there was a catastrophe. I don't know what caused it, but there was a fire. We did what we could to stop it, but our efforts were futile. I was knocked unconscious at some point during the chaos, and when I woke, everything was reduced to ash. All that was left of the spirit tree was a gnarled trunk... There was a small pond below the tree that rested on stone."</span>Zel could remember Keirus saying that soon after they met.<br/><br/>Of course he relayed this information to Larea. "Personally, I've never visited places in dreams like that," he said, "But it's been documented, so it's theoretically possible. Do you think the place Keirus described and the place in your dream could be connected? Perhaps even the same place?"<br/><br/>There were of course other things to address here, but Zel chose to focus on that for now.