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[omajitsa]

WHO: Grey + Anavha
WHERE: around Heropa
WHEN: backdated to 11/10
WHAT: someone finally ventures into the world
WARNINGS: mention of violence potentially but nothing really

[ Anavha's been here.... he's not quite sure how long. Awhile now. It's hard to keep track when he refused to leave his room for most of the time.

Anavha was living in a world of denial for quite some time now. None of this could be real. This couldn't be his life. Days before arriving in this world, he had been a simple house husband. He had done all he could to please his wife. He had been a good husband. It was all he had in life, so he prided himself on that. Then life had been upturned when Tanasai came to the home and Nataniel stole him.

Oma... he'd almost prefer either of them. That's how messed up everything felt anymore. At least that world was familiar. Those dangers were known. Here Anavha stumbled over the simplest of things.

So he had done the only thing he knew how to do. He had curled into himself and locked himself away from the world. It had been a good plan. Until the night of the dreams. Dreams of so many strange places and worlds. Anavha had been scared he'd some how ported in his sleep to other worlds he'd never be able to comprehend. Then he'd woken up in Heropa, as he always did. Then Anavha had learned they were just what they appeared to be: dreams. It was whose dreams they were that had shocked him. The dreams of others. Of people in this city.

After coming to terms with that realization, Anavha decided to venture out into the city. Dressed in his only clothing, his garter, belled pants, and cloak, Anavha took his dogmount with him onto the streets. He kept his hood over his head, he looked terrible these days, but he wandered slowly through Heropa. He hoped, possibly, he might be able to find someone he had met in a dream... ]