Location The Depths of Duality

[Whimsy]

. The Depths of Duality An hour's easy hike from the Amaranthine Gate, through sloping trails and colourful flora, lies a single pool, shrouded in mist and shadows at any time of day. The pool is quite small, and yet the glass waters reveal to the viewer just how deep the pool reaches. The waters are always a clear blue, and seem to glow slightly, illuminating the meadow with the shimmering shadows of the water. Fadeong trees hug the water's edge, their leaves drooping over the clear sapphire waters, their leaves taking on hues of purples and blues and blacks. The low grasses are dotted endlessly with tiny blue jasao flowers. The entire area is tinged a sleepy blue. Even when Syna is at her peak, the meadows remain shadowy, as if night. However, once night falls and Leth reigns, the God of thought and reflection has a strange effect on the waters. While the wind and rain during the day would affect the pool much like the weather would affect any other, by night, the waters remain impenetrably still. The wind will rustle the grasses by the pond, and the trees that droop, but they will not stir the waters. The rain, should it fall over the pool, will be absorbed into the depths with nary a ripple. There seems to be an absence of sound entire within the meadow; the outside world seems distant. As such, it is an ideal location for one to meditate or pay their respects to Leth if they should venture out by night. However, for those whose hand strays, or foot slips into the waters, they will discover something strange. While the world itself has no effect on the waters, always as still as glass, if the viewer should drop a stone into the water, or somehow disrupt the waters with their own hand and actions, the water will ripple much like any other would. The depths will shimmer; the glass surface, broken.. And then something truly strange will happen... A Priestess of Nysel, long ago, drowned screaming in this bottomless pool, having become lost in the Misty Peaks, before the Amaranthine Road was built. When she died, her abilities seeped into the water surrounding her, forever tainting them with the domain of Nysel: dreams, nightmares, imagination. When the viewer is so foolish (or so brave) as to disturb the waters, Nysel's powers, the antithesis of the rational thought and reflection of Leth, become unleashed. If one looks into the disturbed waters for too long, and too deeply, the viewer reluctantly goes into an all-consuming trance. There is nothing that can be done to stave off the effects of this sleep, and the more one tries, the quicker it overtakes. Once put into an induced sleep of Nysel, twisted dreams and skewed nightmares, strange, bright, vivid, affect the viewer. They are always oddly specific, and entirely personal. One cannot know how long they have been asleep, when they awake: it could be minutes, it could be days. And from there, one must deal with the ever-pressing question: Were those visions real? Mod note: This location does not require moderation if one is simply viewing the pool. However, moderation is required for the viewing of visions.