Redhawk Caldera A day in the life of a try-hard

Two friends of mine are called Grace and Warbone- it's not that uncommon. Trick said in a non-"I know everything" sort of way. Though Trick is not my birth name. He added with a shrug, not bothering revealing what it really was. When he had told Grace, she totally flipped. But Wylie sounded so dumb and unimportant. He much rather be Trick- lord of the... whatever he was a lord of now. Wait, he had a den. Lord of the Den it was! He laughed to himself in a low tone that did not much resemble laughing at all.

I met him and Uncle P a few days ago. Trick explained. Lagan seems rather fond of you. He said with a grin, remembering how the child had almost demanded for Peregrine to call Eljay's name too. It had been cute, he found, and worth mentioning. Some day, Eljay might teach Lagan things his parents won't- or Trick could do it. He didn't mind spending time with young souls; they were the future and he'd do anything to teach them as much as possible. Do you have plans to travel around Teekon? He asked out of the blue.