<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bree Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/mN6XpEp.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Bremorel Silverkin (Bree)<strong>HP:</strong>11<br/><strong>Status:</strong>bewildered!<br/>Spells expended: 1 1st-level, 2 Elemental Ray<br/><hr/><br/>"Wha... wha..."  This wasn't her Master's keep... Bree stared around her, then at Hunter.  She didn't recognize the woman beside her, or the place ... wait, the woman, yes, maybe ....<br/><br/>The pieces began to come back together, as her mind assimilated all she had been through, and imperfectly sorted it into "real" and "vision" categories.  Imperfectly, as she<em>had</em>been through it all, had lived and experienced much of a lifetime in the vision.  She was changed in several ways, though physically she was her old self again.  She tried to shake off the vision-life as a bad dream, but could not so easily dispell the changes she had gone through in adapting to that "life".<br/><br/>But this was reality now, and enough of her old self remained to give that precedence.  "We... Hunter, none of its happened yet!  We're still at the... third pool.  But..."  she shuddered  "we can't do it, I can't do that again!  A-... Aleria, we have to stop her, and run!"<br/><br/>Without waiting - it was essential that Aleria be stopped before opening that gate - Bremorel ran, first on shaky legs but with growing facility, down the stairs to the first pool-chamber, where the damaged mage was tinkering.<br/>