Wieland sighed. "Well, if you took a moment to read it, you'd have answered your question yourself. It's your tether. You need to sign it to bind it to yourself." He<em>hated</em>this part of the tour. After three hundred years of welcoming new Dreamwalkers, it could get very tiring.<br/><br/>He grimaced at the other man's near nakedness, and pushed his mind to reach out for clothing. "Vyandra is right. At this point, your abilities will be spotty and weak, at best. Give it time and you'll get a better grasp of it. And no, I won't tell you what these abilities are, we're already behind schedule.<br/><br/>"So, please sign the paper, and we can be on our way. As I said, King Oberon is waiting."