<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bree Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/298/f/d/elf_by_flexdreams-d6rrmg9.jpg)</div></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Bremorel Silverkin (Bree)     <strong>HP:</strong> 11 of 11<br/><strong>Status:</strong> Light (periodically re-cast)<br/>Spells expended: 5 of 5 1st-level, 5 of 6 Elemental Ray<br/></div></div><br/>At some point Bree had managed to drift off to sleep, though in that twilight of mind on either side of consciousness she was teased by the contact, and by memories.  It had been at least a year since she'd given real thought to Tavek, the duplicitous lover of her youth; the pool's vision had brought his memory back jarringly, and now Kardur's insistent pressure, however unknowing, refreshed that recollection.  Of course, Tavek had been nothing like Kardur, in physique or style... but his unmistakeable desire, his cajoling and preying on her foolish trust in him, somehow that made a link to this manhood that felt ready to burst past all resistance of clothing or injury in its blatant need.<br/><br/>Bree wasn't sure if her actions in the vision had changed anything outside of herself... perhaps not, and she still had her intact memories of how those days had played out.  But she also felt a new excitement that manifest itself now as she felt that pressure, remembered how good it had felt to yield to Tavek's advances, the little thrill even when, in the vision, she knew just what he was doing, and gave him what he wanted anyway.  So it was with a certain internal turmoil, and a certain warmth, that the sorceress finally lost consciousness.<br/><br/>She woke with a start to weak movement, but a stronger voice, from the incapacitated general.  She rolled away from him and kneeled up, hands toward him in a soothing gesture.  "Please don't try to rise yet, Kardur... general."   She didn't want to fill him on about everything yet, but felt it was important to give him enough to keep him calm, lest he try charging uselessly into battle again.  "The battle is over, there were... earthquakes, and you fell into these tunnels.  Hagan is victorious... but you must wait, and rest, before we can have another chance at him."<br/>