Finally, finally, Ryen was back home.
Well... as close to home as he was going to be for now. His mother was busy tending to his two nephews, Firner and Weirfir; Wyra was... gone, as it always seemed now, since she became a Panzer, and the rest of his family... well, now, that was another matter entirely. It felt like it had been so long since he came back from the war, even though he had traded places with a Goldclaw. It had been forever since he had been out of the Arena.
"You need to get out, Dad." His daughter, Lasha, had said. "It's not healthy for someone to be indoors this much... unless you're that Fallen Luhna and can't go out of doors."
And so, Ryen had [unwillingly] taken his daughter's advice. A friend of his, Raun, had told him about a hot spring in Nori; Ryen figured that would not be a bad place to go. He thought to himself, You never know... I might meet up with some old friends here. He however quickly dismissed this thought. "Who on Evelon--aside from Firehail and Eriea--would remember me still?" he asked aloud.
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