"Insight. Valuable, vital Insight. Allowing me to see things further. Deeper. Piercing veils of the Waking that would otherwise hide metaphysical discoveries. I've...had enough of it since birth," he admits somewhat sheepishly. "To see things. Things no one else did. No one I knew saw them, at least. Certainly not my family. Perhaps I should have stayed quieter about it...? Though all that would have gained me was fitting in, which is not. Ever. Terribly high on my priorities." Yeah, it shows in his choice of headgear.

"But what Vacuous Rom taught me, told me, elevated it levels I'd not even imagined before. Enough that it would spur me to found the College of Mensis."

Micolash stops himself again, now flapping his hands and shaking his head. "Good heavens, but I am going on and on about myself! Please, what of you? You have spoken of knowing Dreams. Studying and seeing. I wish to know more of this, if you would be so kind."