(Well if it's ok to start)
italics are personal thoughts
Gregor awoke and instinct gripped him. He peered around the gloomy tent; clutching a small dagger; and checked to see why he awoke so suddenly.
"That dream..." Gregor trailed off, thinking about the voice from the dream. It didn't sound quite right, almost as if it held the weight of millions of years and asked far too many questions for its own good!
"It certainly wasn't a normal dream for me. Not enough violance and no nake..." His companion grunted and scratched at his ear before turning to the side.
Gregor always found talking to himself helpful, but maybe this wasn't the place. He got up and stretched; his back cracked with several satisfying clicks; and carefully stepped over the hulking, and hairy, form of Porko. Gregor sniffed the fresh air and let the tent's flap flow back to it's place.
The voice swirled around his head, each word thudded like a hammer blow and yet it still seemed too fresh.
Gods? Heaven? Hell? Great! Somehing else to worry about.
Gregor's thoughts were brushed away by curiosity.
There's a shiny thing over there
Gregor will be the first to admit (brag) that his night vision is quite something; and will be over zealously agreed with when facing the pointy end of a dagger; but this was differant.
I should have noticed it sooner. Meh... I'll blame that dream. Yeah, that suits meHe reached the shiny thing, which happened to be a rather plain looking ring, and reached down to pick it up. His finger's touched its surface, there was a ripple of green light across the smoothed surface of the ring and the faint smell of Sulfur.
MAGIC!?Gregor stood like that for a minute or two. Fully conviced he hadn't exploded or turned into a squidgey-squelchy thing, he picked up the ring and peered at it intensly. Just a normal gold ring. No engravings, no stones and no more energies. It rolled under his fingers before he slipped it on gingerly.
A perfect fit! Might just be a lucky day.Gregor trapsed back to his tent and lay on his fur-bed. The dream still rolled round his head, but had softened somewhat.
“Do not forget! The answer to my questions reside in thine own self. Might just be my lucky day after all