Northstar Vale Makriá

The young boy was bursting with energy. Arsenio was baffled by it. Zulema and Zosime had both found some spirit and had sought adventure in small bursts. They were young, still. He had to remember that it would be some time before they would be preparing for their future. For now, he appreciated that things moved a little slower. The man couldn’t imagine how Towhee kept up with such a whirlwind. He smiled at her as she asked him to repeat himself.

Your mom is a great warrior, you know. She will teach you to be strong. Then, perhaps you will be able to spar with me, hm? If she teaches you her tricks, you will probably win.

The Arche laughed, hoping that he would see Jack chasing his dreams. He could remember being a boy and wanting the world for himself. It was curious to see the hunger of youth. Though he was not yet old, Arsenio had lived enough to have curbed such enthusiasm. He had already proven himself.