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"My Unbinding was...an interesting experience," the Master Druid responded with a faint smile. It was hardly an answer at all and something of an evasion for the truth behind the vague response. "Unbindings can be a very personal experience and you'll excuse me if I don't wish to talk about it, I hope? But...I will tell you that it was exerting and terrifying and yet wonderful all the same."
As the Unbinding process began, Carnasch found himself assaulted by a series of Dreams. Most of these remained vivid to those who received them as the layers that restricted him from accessing the Astal Plane were striped away to nothing. When the young man did awake, he felt a bit tired and dazed, but otherwise completely whole.
Lehan was sitting there calmly with his back slightly turned, reading an old tome as he sipped at a cup of tea, the scent of peppermint light in the air. He turned slightly as if sensing his pupil had awoken. "Welcome back," he greeted him with a slight twist of amusement on his mouth. "How are you feeling? If you're up to it, we can continue. If not, perhaps it might be best to wait until tomorrow to pursue the fine use of the arcane."
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