Scenario:Morphe and Phoebe - Dreamwalkers

Dreamwalkers

The crew decides to take a quick break while searching the Gallery of Dreams for Katalina and Rackam. Morphe prepares some tea, which has a unique flavor based on the memories of the person drinking it.

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Katalina and Rackam have been trapped in a nightmare through the power of the primal beast Oneiros.

To save them, (Captain) and the crew use Phoebe's magic to travel to the Gallery of Dreams.

Vyrn: Hmm... This Gallery of Dreams place is pretty strange.

Morphe: There's no up or down, left or right, so it's not easy to reach the places you can see.

Phoebe: Heehee... There may not be an up or down, but there are pitfalls. I bet they make you fall out of the ceiling.

Lyria: Yeah, this place really is strange. We'll end up lost at this rate.

Vyrn: Whew, I'm beat... Feels like we're just going round and round in circles.

Phoebe: We don't have physical bodies in this world, so just thinking about being tired wears you out.

Phoebe: Heehee. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? Both and neither.

Vyrn: Huh? So if I think about not being tired, I'll stop being tired?

Morphe: Once you start thinking you're tired, I don't think it's that easy to think yourself full of energy again, Vyrn.

Vyrn: But we need to hurry up and rescue Katalina and Rackam, right?

Phoebe: Heehee... The flow of time here is different from the real world.

Phoebe: If you hurry, you'll be late, and if you take it easy, time will pass in a flash. Are you the hare or the tortoise?

Morphe: Let's take a quick break. We can look for the doors when we're feeling better. Slow and steady wins the race, right?

(Captain) and the crew hide from the nightmare fragments, and take a break beneath the shadow of a large door.

Lyria: Um, it doesn't seem like Katalina and Rackam are behind this door...

Phoebe: Ahh, this is more like it. Wake me up later!

Morphe: Hey, Phoebe! Don't lean against the door like that. What if it opens?

Vyrn: Geez, what a place to go to sleep...
Wait, can you sleep inside a dream?

Phoebe: I wonder what will happen.

Vyrn: H-hey, wait a minute! If you don't know what's going to happen, you shouldn't be going to sleep!

Morphe: Phoebe, stop teasing Vyrn! And don't fall asleep!

Phoebe: Pooie...

Morphe: I'm sorry, everyone. She's always like this.

Lyria: Heehee, you don't need to apologize.
Phoebe, sleeping is a no-no, but we can take it easy for a while!

Phoebe: Yawn... Okay then, Morphe, how about some tea?

Morphe: Tea? If this were the real world then sure, but we don't have anything to make it with.

Phoebe: If thinking about being tired makes you tired, then surely thinking about tea... gives you tea, right?

Morphe: Huh, really? Is that how it works?

Phoebe: That's right, that's right! Let's give it a try.

Morphe: Let's see. For some herbal tea, you need a teapot... Huh? Hey, there's one!

Phoebe: All right, let's set this teapot down here.

Lyria: Wow, Phoebe, you're amazing! Where did that come from?

Phoebe: Heehee, that's a trade secret. It's full of hot water, too.

As Phoebe speaks, Morphe begins handing teacups to the crew.

Morphe: Here you go, everyone. Enjoy!

Lyria: Thank you! Ooh, it smells good.

Vyrn: This looks great! Gulp...
Well, it sure goes down easy! You've got yourself a fan!

Lyria: Heehee, it's lovely and sweet!
But wait, I thought this didn't have sugar...

Vyrn: Huh? Mine's not sweet. How did we get different flavors from the same pot?

Morphe: (Captain), how is your tea? Huh? Just like the herbal tea you had the other day?

Morphe: That tea was to help you sleep better, but this is supposed to wake you up. They're supposed to taste different...

Lyria: So everyone's tea tastes different?

As (Captain) and the crew stare at each other, Phoebe smiles to herself as she drinks.

Phoebe: Thoughts and memories, likes and dislikes... Everyone is different.

Phoebe: This tea is part of our dreams, and dreams come from our memories.

Morphe: I get it! I made the tea for you when Phoebe did the reading, and you're remembering it now, (Captain).

Vyrn: My tea tastes just like the stuff that old lady served in Zinkenstill.

Lyria: I see! Even though we're all drinking the same tea we each remember a different flavor. How strange.

(Captain) and the crew enjoy their brief respite as they discuss the tea.

Vyrn: All right, let's get back to searching for those doors!

Lyria: Yeah, let's get going. Morphe, thank you for the tea!

Morphe: You're welcome! When we get out of here, I'll make you the real thing.

Lyria: Heehee. We can invite Katalina and Rackam and all enjoy it together!

(Captain) smiles and nods at Lyria's suggestion, then walks off in search of the doors that will lead the crew to Katalina and Rackam's dreams.

The crew soon catches up with (Captain), but Phoebe alone stands there staring at them.

Phoebe: ...

Lyria: What's wrong, Phoebe? Let's go find those doors!

Phoebe: ...

Morphe: Phoebe? What's up, are you tired?

Phoebe: ...
No. Let's get going...

Phoebe rejoins the crew after a short dash.

(Captain) and the crew continue their search for the doors, unaware of the darkness lurking in Phoebe's eyes.