Brubaker was about to wonder what he was about to do in the mind scape he found himself in before Trezlan showed up. He looked even younger, but Brubaker figured it was how he saw himself and not how he looked, it explained the flowing red hair when by all accounts Lorentino had been bald for hundreds of years.
"Trezlan if you're in here how in the gods names will we get out of here?"
"I'm not really here with you right now, I mean I am in that you see me, but I'm more a representation of the spell than the actual person Trezlan, its complicated, but know I'm here to help." Brubaker shook his head even inside someone else's mind scape that explanation hurt.
"Ok so where do we start?"
"I don't entirely know, and before you start no it has nothing to do with limitations. It's just this mind is so dark, I'm hoping this is from the cybernetic aspect, otherwise we're in for a world of shit." Just as Not Trezlan said that three versions of Therod showed up. One of them had no cybernetic eye, one looked like the real Therod, and another looked horrible, her body twisted and bloodied like she'd been in an accidnet she couldn't recover from.
"You are not welcome here." They spoke in harmony though the mangled one did not sound good.
"Well at least the persona's showed up this is a positive development." Brubaker was styll completely lost but at least the avatar of Trezlan wasn't.
"You are not welcome here, leave."
"We can't ladies, me and my friend are here to help you recover, general?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"You have a personal connection with her, so utilize that." Brubaker thought that was the worst instruction ever, but he was in the mind of someone brainwashed being instructed by the mental representation of a necromancer who had supposedly lived for years, things had taken a dive for the worst a while back.
"Therod I'm your general, you will sort your shit out right quick or there will be consequences."
"Sir yes sir." Like a light going on the personalities folded in to each other and the darkness turned to light. Trezlan disappeared and Brubaker wondered how he was going to leave when he suddenly awoke next to Therod with a blistering head ache.
"You work fast general, when I had this happen to me took me like days." Brubaker wanted to slug the man, but Therod did regain her conscious will and immediately she began weeping at the things she'd done. Brubaker didn't know what to say, and Trezlan left saying something about how this is Brubaker's issue. Which made sense but still infuriated Brubaker at the response. Trezlan had turned out to be every awful thing he'd heard and worse.
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