Escape from Norrath

Escape from Norrath

Have you noticed fellow adventurers' eyes glaze over, as they appear motionless for minutes, hours, or even days? Where might these soulless zombies have gone? Well wonder no longer, with my new Othmir friend Bloogy Shellcracker and his new ingredients (check out his otter milk), and the help of my enchanter friends, I've created a recipe for what I am calling "Dreamcatcher's Pie".  One whiff of this pie, and we will have the ability to peer into the minds of these slumbering adventurers in their reveries as they escape from Norrath.  Let's take a look, shall we?

Interesting... Cruetaxa imagines himself as a human, but only half dressed it appears.
In his dreams, Greenwise adds boiling water to a container, and presto... instant meal. Such magic! 
Halfthor has drifted off into a strange nightmare, where his spouse is yelling at him.
Whoa.. that's weird, Berliner dreams she is sitting in a vat of goo. Moments later she wakes up, tells me she knows kung-fu, and proceeds to wallop on a rock golem.
Genne Simmons dreams of a day when he has better armor.
Jabbadastabba appears to still be dual-wielding... bottles?? And he seems to have learned how to pacify.
Ivermectinn the druid lovingly cares for his sick horse. Oh, but wait... what is he doing now? Weird.
Lyricul the bard has a bad dream, where he is in extreme wrist pain.
Hmm.. Pikkle appears to be much larger in her dreams, while talking to her pet snake.
Skwerrel appears to be spreading friendship and sunshine in his dream.
Utell the druid appears to be berating his fellow taxi driver Secretagent. And he seems like such a nice guy.
In Pallie Dan's dream, his fashion tastes are not only envied, but marketable.
Vanitee's self-consciousness about his new outfit spills over into his disturbing dream.
Wrecko appears to have been mesmerized in his dream.
Spliff appears to be dreaming about visiting the City of Mist.
Sausageguy appears to be on some sort of raid.. for undergarments.
Randytrevor - still the same in his dreams, guarded by his pet.
Stanvern and Darkdealin appear to be in strange outfits, awaiting a call that never seems to come.
Bigdumper is... well okay, that's enough.

Well there you have it folks - we've seen some really disturbing dreams, and if you need a mem blur, find your nearest enchanter. I'm destroying these pies, and burning this recipe. This is clearly the darkest of dark magics, worse than any form of necromancy. I'm headed back to bake some regular pies now - don't go AFK too long now!