The Sunspire pumped up kids

sorry lmao

terance was on his way back from his patrol. he'd wanted to find seabreeze, who was a counselor by trade and terance found extremely easy to talk to. her presence was enough to calm him down-- he thought, anyway-- but along the way he was stopped abruptly by the same voice that had put him into this mood. he paused, taking in a soft breath, and turned to view titmouse, standing a small distance off with a sorry looking excuse for a gift. what? did he just yank that from the cache and expect to make amends? he didn't even try to pick out something good, it looked days old. terance stared for a moment, his expression blank. 

"welcome to sunspire," he said to the guy, his expression still free of any emotion-- though his tone was rather dry, "did you need something, titmouse?" regardless of the moonspear drama-- which terance was fully willing to leave behind him-- titmouse had not made a good first impression on him, and terance was not too keen on hanging out with him.