Had an interesting interaction as a result of the ‘war’ issue that came up recently.
On turning up at my ‘waystation’ (top of Yggdrasil/well/entrance to Upper World type place) while keeping in mind the idea of this local upset happening, I found it to be in the process of… well, lifting higher. Which made stepping out he door awkward - looking down to see the ground racing away was interesting. I put it back. It started up again. I let it be and went where i wanted to go.
After I came back, since I had to check the cat, I had to go find it high up in the clouds, and re-positioned it again, and looked around for who was messing with it. There in the middle steps out a human black mage of all things. Don’t see too many of them in my parts of he astral. Fancy schmancy black robe with nice gold brocade edging and all. A man with taste.
What was interesting, was that he recognised me, and said in a shocked voice:
“What are YOU doing incarnate!?”
And then he ran! Ok, Hi! … Bye!
I did try to follow him and get more info. I got as far as a location somewhere vaguely around the West of the Carolina’s US, and had him, and was asking him who he was and how he knew me, and Azazel turned up and said ‘Enough…’ and you know the rest from that thread.
How frustrating! There’s someone out there today who knows my daemon form and they’re not talking. What a git! 