James Tourmaline

The knife's edge between wakefulness and dreaming is a fine one, and for several moments James did not know which side of the blade he was on. His first inclination was that he was indeed dreaming, for the surroundings were foreign to him. On the rare occasions his dreams were populated with actual people, they often were complete strangers, so the other occupants of the room did not initially startle him. It was only as his senses began to transmit their various findings that he understood that he was actually awake, or at least participating in particularly lucid, detailed dream.

He did not yet speak, but looked to the robed lady expectantly, noting the elderly elf's curious mannerisms with a subtle amusement.

(Knowledge Arcana: (1d20+9)[10] )