I think Peter deserves an overdue second point in Dreaming. I'm tempted to give him three for @Will... He's been getting good at this.
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Originally Posted by ericthered
Peter's view shifts to the fortress, and a grizzled old general. He's writing what appears to be a letter or memoir. He writes about the supply situation (not quite bad yet), the strength of the fortress, and his hopes for relief. Everything depends on one of several messengers getting through, and on the Royal Alliance having a relief force. If not, he is resigned to waste as much of the enemy's time and manpower as possible.
Can he see the general's name written on any papers?
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Originally Posted by ericthered
Then his view shifts to a set of ruins, with two men camping in them, a low and meager fire near them. Both carry firearms with complex locks*, and one man carries an impossibly long and thin sword. The other man has a large blood stain and bandage on his right arm. They are wearing the red faded uniforms.
His view shifts to a group of five men in the dark dull green uniforms with three dogs, tracking something.
*These are early breachloaders, so think wild west "repeaters".
Peter thinks, So Red is the Home Team, and Green is Away...
Can he make any sense of how far the hunters are from the campsite?
Peter holds fast to the visions, memorizing every detail he can... Peter tries to discern in each view any unusual tech, national symbols as well as other environmental details...
Is he able to hear any conversations as he attempts to linger?
Can he sense any magic?
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Originally Posted by ericthered
OCC: Red soil is all over the place: southern Utah, the Australian Outback, Alabama... brown is the color of decaying matter, not of rock, sand and clay.
Absotively! Peter's example was just the one from his personal experience.