Daydreams and Nightmares

During the night Nym finally collapses in a heap from exhaustion. The battle, the cleanup, and obviously the soul wrenching theft have left her drained on multiple levels.

As she quickly descends into sleep her mind becomes awash with visions and feelings that do not make much sense. There are occasional shafts of light and a constant jarring as if she was horseback riding though the night under a full moon. The visions seem to fade over time with a feeling that she is drifting farther away from something.

Can always hope that the soul and body are naturally drawn together and one will inevitably find the other naturally (full metal alchemist reference).
Or just find someone that either divine where the soul or the magicly enchanted emerald is at.
Jnless of course we knew who controled that priestess, that odd sigil that glowed on the scroll might be a clue unless nym knows.