Flames will call the Ferryman…

You murmur to yourself, wondering what that phrase could mean, having read that phrase in fairytales found across Lumen. Being a Krulian, and all Krulians having a purpose, yours was to dream. Naturally, you were drawn to fairytales, seeing as they’re as close to physical, written dreams as possible. The tale of the Ferryman interesting you the most. If you could summon them, as foretold, you could really find the source of people’s dreams, regarding this fairytale.

Currently sitting in the middle of the summoning circle in Boatman’s Watch, one by one, you light the fires, until all four are lit, as instructed by the fairytale.

Almost immediately as the fires are lit, the flames turn purple, and the Ferryman appears before you, hovering just above the ground. Upon opening your eyes again, you realize that the Ferryman is not a man at all, as the fairytale suggested, and she looks at you with a look of disdain, now speaking to you.

“Hm. A land dweller has woken me up. What could you possibly want-?”

She begins, before you cut her off, a wide grin on your face, your eyes practically lighting up.

You’re real! I knew mortals didn’t dream for nothing!

Her eyes widen, your words practically telling her that you’re not a mortal like you appear, giving you a quick once over before realizing that you’re indeed a Krulian, just like her.

“You’re… A Krulian? Like me…?”

Hearing this, you look equally surprised, not having expected to find someone like you. You’re even more shocked to feel her practically tackle you in a hug, holding you tightly.

“Gods below, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to find another one like myself. I’m sick and tired of all these mortals waking me up. I…”

She pauses, choosing her words carefully, not wanting to scare you off or something.

“Please… Stay for a while? I promise you’ll be happy here… I don’t often get to meet someone like you or I… I want to know everything about you…”

She pleads, her voice low and husky, awaiting a reply.