Elquin grabbed her hand and Aurea pulled him close, kissed him passionately then put the wreath on his head and ran through the mists.
"I love you Phaedroso!", she cried on top of her lungs.
The mists swirled, and Elquin found himself alone. Aurea was no longer present and he looked around anxiously, wondering where he was; where she was. This was an unknown place in the mist rift, and as a youngster his parents had cautioned him. "Never stray from the paths in the mists, Elquin. There are dangers there, and no Ethenorden has ever strayed into the wild and returned to tell the tale!"
But now he was lost in the Wild. He looked around again, whirled about a couple of times.
His eyes noticed something ahead.
On the ground lay the wreath, now old with age, the Sundra flowers wilted long ago.
Then the mists cleared, and a battle scene presented itself. Elquin recognized Treskenmauer, but the buildings were strangely murky, like he saw them reflected in muddy waters.
"Behold, an Ekauri; an elemental of dark essence, and an Elemental Prince at that", an old man's voice said in his mind.
Elquin gazed upon a majestic shadow, humanoid, but consisting of swirling black tendrils of smoke. It had searing white eyes, and the black smoke tendrils seemed to orbit something glowing fiercely red in its chest.
"Behold, Elquin. Even a being as powerful as the Ekauri has a weak point"
Suddenly Elquin was surrounded by children. He recognized one of them as himself - Phaedroso-, another was Aurea. There were others too. Granto, Siclias, Fendaras, Throustou. They were singing a childrens song, and skipping in a circle around the Ekauri, each one holding the shoulds of the child in front as they skipped merrily in ecstatic circles around the fiend.
"Prince of Shadows, Prince of Hate"
They clapped their hands.
"Magic Eater, Judge of Fate"
They squatted down, then sprang back up
"Whatever will your weakness be?"
They started pointing at the Ekauri
"An Amorphae for all to see!"
As the glowing red in the chest of the Ekauri started to glow brighter and brighter, Elquin fainted.
Everything went black
"I love you, Phaedroso. I will always love you!"
Aurea pushed Elquin's sword to the side and embraced him; gave him a loving, deeply passionate kiss.
"I will stay with you... In here!"
Aurea pointed to his heart, then to his short sword.
She was gone
Elquin recognized the wailing voice of Eurydice through his clouded mind. Looking up, he realized he was flat out, prone in the grass, his face squeezed unpleasantly down into the coarse strands of green grass.
OOC: Elquin can participate in the combat this round, but due to his state of waking up in the grass, his initiative roll is modified by +5