Stormy returned today! I still have to find out what happened and greet his return properly, but for now all is as it should be. More on that as it develops.
I had quite a lovely chat with Brothers Rudyard, Riddler, and Malus in the Gangplank. Rudyard knows more than he’s letting on. We’ll see about him.
It sounds as though Father Moonwall’s quest against Pip might be his own doing, but certainly Malus is right there with him. Brother Rudyard seemed to not know about this Pip matter. Perhaps the Church doesn’t have him after all.
Tonight, though, it’s Malus again.
He left to bed, so I waited a good thirty minutes and then left as well, giving another thirty minutes before I entered the dreamlands in search of him.
He was easy to find. His dreams were fraught with images of great winged beasts chasing him through the Clockhaven streets. Easy prey.
As soon as he ducked into safety in his dream, I gave him the image of fish, bubbling up from the floor all about his feet. Then the fish grew larger and stood on their hind fins and started pawing their fins at him, growing to his height and then even larger. Soon he was mobbed by giant fish-men all burbling and flapping at him.
His dream-self sprinted away in anguish.
Some nights, I really love my work.