It is hard to understand the full effects of the Emerald Dream. Harder still to fully understand what occurs in death upon our world. What little we do know is that the spirit of a person can remain behind. Furthermore it is also possible for it to interact even should it seem gone. In this case all we knew was she had become completely insane and lost in the past. It was the warning that having Ysera call her soul into the dream allowed her to become fully corrupted. It was a warning ignored...

"Hello Mharin"

The pure white tauren sat astride her kodo, eyes roving the landscape. The was hunting to be done but at this time the ghost of her sister demanded attetion. Rhyia sighed. Mharin had become so annoying since she had been corrupted by the nightmare. She was always using their twin bond to come forth. Still eager to serve her guildmates but with a mind now twisted and fragmented.

~Can I shoot something Rhy? Pretty please?~

"No. The last time I let you shoot something you almost got us killed. Honestly Mhar, you make a lousy hunter."

The spirit in her mind pouted. She was doing that alot lately. Angry that Rhy was staying in control. The Induction of Xozin through blood bond had lessened the spirits hold. Perhaps it would be enough to keep Mhar at bay. Rhyia doubted it though. Mhar's magics had opened the gates wide when she was still alive and she took advantage of that fact ruthlessly. Normally it would have been a peaceful coexistence but with Mhar's mind fragmented, insanity was threatening.

~We should go home Rhy. Lord Dark will be waiting. He needs me to heal~

With a sigh Rhyia turned her concentration inward once again trying to force some semblance of a timeline on what was left of her sister's mind.

"We don't follow Dark anymore Mhar. You ended that with your scheming remember?"

The spirit drew back for but a second in shock before the memories resurfaced.

~At least I got rid of those traitors. They would have brought him down in the end. How dare they do that to me? I gave them a place, a home, power..~

"Give it up Mhar. Its gone and done with. Stonehorn is allied with the Legion right now. The past doesn't affect us. Besides they betrayed you not Dark"

Rhyia injected as much mirth as possible in that statement. Perhaps if she could get her sister riled up she would withdraw again. It was so tiring constantly fighting to keep Mharin subdued. Her sisters will hadn't dimmed any since her death.

"You know Mhar we could always go back to Dark and beg forgivness. I'm sure he wouldn't mind having a crazy onboard."

The spirit shrieked and sputtered.

~Crazy! Are you calling me a nutcase. Why you little witch. Just you wait i'll see to it that you pay for that~

Rhyia chuckled as Mhar's spirit faded again. Looking down at the great white tiger waiting patiently by her side she smiled.

"Well Paz, best get to work. Graj needs those chanting formulas."

With that she rode off leaving a soft chuckle whispering in the wind.