is this the real life?
or is this just fantasy?
he was beginning to get the grasp on how arcadios worked. sort of. all of the trolls, the kids, the other kids.. they seemed to be grouped together with a bunch of other people in similar situations. it didn’t apply to just them, though. he was beginning to notice a few chess guys from skaia sprinkled in the polis doing random tasks for owners of businesses. it was comforting that all of jade’s hard work didn’t just disappear.
but he was beginning to wonder about someone in particular. and when he starts to wonder, he starts to wander. that wandering continued for hours, flying throughout the vast lands of arcadios to see if he could find someone in particular. it’s not like they blended in with the local wildlife. they were yellow in shape and blew out bubbles more than those little loopy things that you got as a kid.
as he began to approach the grand lake of hevia, he never thought he would actually find the answer to the nagging question in the back of his mind. an enclave of salamanders were formed with the remnants of whatever was left from his homeworld, and his eyes almost watered with joy. now to find the needle in the haystack.
john passed through their little village as they looked at him in awe, obviously equally happy that they found the heir of breath once more. it was a glorious reunion that didn’t top the echeladder of perfection until he found—
— her.
oh my god i found you how the fuck did you even get here holy shit
And there was another dominating the skies of Arcadios. Sort of.
Davesprite flew around as well. It was what he did.. How he rolled. That and he may as well get used to this new environment, right? Seemed like he was going to be there or awhile… Might as well get cozy.
It was only during his adventure through Arcadios that he noticed a familiar person in the skies with him.. Yupp. John. It had to be… But… The hell was he doing? The sprite hesitated before deciding to follow his friend. Let’s just see what he was doing.
Salamanders…
Davesprite kept himself just above the bubbly, little bundles of joy. His.. Tail thing.. Yeah that. He used that to swat at one of the salamanders who figured he was fishing or something. Do not bite the tail thing, salamanders. Not cool. Now they may have been happy to see John but after his little swat at one of them? The salamanders seemed to be distressed by Davesprite’s presence, blowing more bubbles than usual as they flailed about.
Let’s ignore them.
” hey “
It seemed John had a choice salamander… Weird. But he’d roll with it.
” whos your friend “
