"Can forces not be sentient? There's a realm of sorts that exerts influence upon my own people. It's a bit of a long explanation, but I can at least say that the Dreaming here isn't very similar." He had yet to decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He missed the touch of his world's Dream, of feeling the presence of his siblings.

To her other comments, Trahearne's smile turns a bit sheepish. "I suppose I'm what I needed to be. It's much the same on my world - every other race has been there for many, many years. We had a bit of a rough start, but since then sylvari have become widely accepted, despite a few bumps here and there. It's my hope that we'll be able to survive to the point of being as ancient as the other races are."