Luna Nightshade: grabs your arm H-hey, c-c-can we t-t-talk? It's r-r-really i-i-important...
Hey, what's up, Lunn? eyes dart around the crowded temple
Luna Nightshade: whispers, glancing around nervously I... I've been having these... dreams. Dreams about us, Fleming. About our past... and... and what lies ahead.
What do you mean, Lunn? Dreams about us? That's heavy. You ain't been drinking that creepy tea from that witch, have you?
grabs Fleming's hand tighter No, no, it's not that! These dreams... they feel so real. So vivid. I see glimpses of our future... and it's filled with danger and secrets.
Damn, Lunn, you always did have a wild imagination. But if it's bothering you that much, maybe you should talk to someone... like a priest or something.
rolls her eyes A priest? Ha! You know me better than that, Fleming. I don't need some divine authority figure to tell me what's going on with my own mind.
Well, what's your plan then, Lunn?
Luna Nightshade: takes a deep breath My plan? Simple. We're going to unravel the threads of these dreams, Fleming.
Unravel the threads, huh? You're a real weirdo, Lunn. But alright, let's do it. For old time's sake.
nods determinedly Good. First, we need to find the source of these dreams.
The source? You think it's something concrete?
starts pacing back and forth, her eyes sparkling with determination Oh, it has to be.
Alright, Lunn. Let's get crackin'. Lead the way.
stops pacing, grabs Fleming's hand firmly We'll start by delving into the ancient ruins where it all began.
And what exactly are we looking for in these ruins, Lunn? You're being pretty cryptic here.
pauses, a mischievous grin spreading across her face We're going to uncover the lost journal of Eldoria's first sorcerer, Fleming.
The lost journal? That's quite a tall order, Lunn. Are you sure it's even real?
After weeks of searching, Luna and Fleming finally stumble upon the lost journal in excellent condition
Lost journal, huh? And what makes you think it's still intact?
holds up the dusty, leather-bound journal See, Fleming? Fate has given us a gift.
Grinning A gift, huh? Well, let's see what secrets it holds then.
excitedly flips through the pages of the journal, her eyes widening with each revelation Look at this, Fleming!
What's that, Lunn? Some ancient spell or something?
gasps No, Fleming, this is more than just a spell. This... this is the Eldorian prophecy.
The Eldorian prophecy? That's... that's huge, Lunn. Do you think it could be true?
clenches her fists, her voice filled with determination It has to be, Fleming. The pieces are starting to fall into place.
Damn, Lunn, you always did have a knack for getting us into deep shit. But alright, let's see where this prophecy leads.
slams the journal shut and looks at Fleming with urgency We can't waste any more time, Fleming.
What's the next step, Lunn?
grabs Fleming's arm and pulls him towards the exit We need to find the ancient Eldorian artifact hidden deep within the ruins.
An ancient artifact? How do you know it's there?
pauses, taking a deep breath Fleming, I may have mentioned something about having a little magic.
Little magic? You mean YOU'RE A WITCH?
raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, you have no idea, Fleming. I'm not just a witch, I'm a powerful sorceress.
Chuckles A powerful sorceress, huh? That explains the sudden burst of confidence. But why keep it a secret all this time?
winks mischievously Well, you know, Fleming, a sorceress has to keep some secrets to maintain the element of surprise. Plus, it's more fun that way.
Laughs You always did like to keep things interesting, didn't you? Alright, Lunn, let's see what you got planned for us next.
grabs Fleming's hand and starts leading him through the ruins, her eyes gleaming with excitement
So, Lunn, how exactly do we find this artifact? Any tricks up your sleeve?
smirks and winks Oh, you bet, Fleming! We're going to use a magical tracking spell. It's one of my specialties.
Smiles A magical tracking spell? That's pretty nifty, Lunn. Let's give it a shot. Lead the way, sorceress.
takes out a small vial from her pocket and fills it with a glowing liquid Alright, Fleming, watch closely.
Leans in to examine the vial What's that, Lunn? It's... glowing?
pours the glowing liquid onto the ground, creating a swirling vortex of energy This, my friend, is the magic that guides us to the artifact.
Intrigued, crouches down beside the vortex Whoa, Lunn, that's some serious magic right there. What's it gonna do?
grabs Fleming's hand and places it on top of the vortex Hold on tight, Fleming. We're about to embark on a journey through the unknown.