Caelyn Syol'arael
Wood Elf Druid
AC: 15 HP: 54/54
PP: 17 PIv: 10 PIs: 17
Conditions:
Concentrating on:
7 / 7 d8 HD
Spell Slots- 4/4 1st, 3/3 2nd, 3/3 3rd, 1/1 4th

Caelyn's eyes open in a flash at Sam's words, and at first there is a relaxed smile on her face. It felt SO GOOD to trance, as she was meant to, instead of her nightmare wracked sleep. But her pleasure was dulled when she realized from her brother's words that his own night was not as peaceful. She looked to Senna, checking her for traces of the bloody imagery that had so plagued Caelyn for so long, before turning to Sam to speak.

"If the dreams continue... if they plague you and Senna the way they plagued me... we can take turns with Seniyad's blessings on my staff. That way we are all at least spared some torment. It was after one of those nights when we all dreamed that my repeated nightmares began. Please... if either of you suffer as I was, you must let us know. The thoughts and ideas that assailed me were... dangerous to all of us."