Those who can see the Pattern — not merely feel it, the way Vaultkeepers do, but watch its threads fold and fray in real time. The Dreamers can sometimes move what they see. The cost is the body: the deepest Dreamers lose themselves before their minds, becoming presences trapped in moments; others keep walking but no longer agree with the time around them. Before the Fray, Drelmere in the Bellroot Vale was their sanctuary, and the Bellroot Vale was their working ground. Now the Dreamer tradition survives only in fragments — in the Luminous Fold's Iterant order, in the Cartographic Society of Iterants, in scattered hermits, and most poignantly in Eidon, the last of the old line, who chose to unfold in the cave beneath Drelmere rather than be the last of anything.
