Silverlight Terrace are you really gonna love me when i'm gone.

Aesop. Summer smiled and gave an appreciative nod. It was always a good thing to know the name of the one you were speaking to, particularly when they proved to be such an amiable fellow as this one.

"Is it a large pack?" he asked with a contemplative furrow of his brow. He was loathe to believe that the Sunspire pack had dispersed, but it had always been a possibility of which he had been aware. If that were the case, then Summer needed to have options. Perhaps this Moonspear would be one for him.