Nova Peak I want to belong.

Anyone who wants to meet Tryphon/Larus! He isn't likely to recognize anyone that met him as a baby.

Bazi led him in to the territory, and then after a brief chat about the general area, she left him to fend for himself. As much as he'd wish for company, he didn't want to pressure the woman to linger; especially in her condition. The first thing that Tryphon did after watching her waddle off was find a little place to rest. He traced a route in to the Northwoods - pausing to watch the thin creek as it flowed through the heart - and found a nice cluster of trees to nap beneath. A pair of trees stood so close together that they were practically intertwined, with one skewed and twisted like an old man with his head bowed. There was room enough beneath their outreaching arms for Tryphon to plop himself down, and so he did, and promptly began to drowse. He didn't let himself fall asleep though - the boy had made promises, and he didn't want to waste too much time.