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There were times when Lobo consulted the spirits for guidance and other times for power. And then there were times where the wondering mage sought the spirits for more self indulging reasons. Held within the space of the Myre Royal castle that he claimed for himself, Lobo worked to prepare a path for him to walk along the spirit world. Or at least step out of his own plane of existence a bit. He mixed herbs and a choice of other ingredients into a bowl. And then rubbing his fingers together over top of it caused the contents of the bowl to catch fire. He waited for it to burn a bit before he took a deep inhale of the smoke that rose from the mixture. With his head rolled back and eyes closed he allowed the mystical smoke to take affect. When he opened his eyes again his pupil were completely clouded over with no pupil as if he were blind. Lobo was lost to the spirit world, his body walking without his control or guidance.
He awoke the next morning on the shores of Medes completely naked. How he arrived to this point was lost to him. Barely able to remember his night in more than flashes of lights and ancient whispers still echoing with his ear. With slow ascension he stood tall at his feet and stretched his body out, howling out and releasing the smoke that had filled his lungs for the past few hours.Brushing sand from his ass he didn’t exactly seem to be in a rush to cover himself but still managed to find his pants a few steps away hanging from a tree. Dressing in the only clothes he could find he took a moment to pause as someone approached. “Any chance you saw the rest of my clothes on your way here?”