Northstar Vale Makriá

Yes, yes! I’m so happy they’re here. ^^

The man stopped at the sound of his name being called into the autumn leaves. He turned, ears pricked atop his head. Blue eyes searched the span of autumn colors until he landed on the familiar shape of Towhee. A grin split the man’s features. It might have been good timing that had drawn her out into the open as he had passed, but he would not complain.

Trotting toward her, the Arche bumped his skull to her shoulder in greeting once the space had been closed. She looked like she had suffered a rough go, wounded. Arsenio squinted with concern at the woman. He wondered if something had happened at Mereo, if that was what had driven her to Epoch. It didn’t matter, in the end. He was pleased that she was there.

It is good to see you, warrior woman. What trouble have you found yourself in? the man nodded toward her wounds.