The family grew again?

Wylan trotted along, his little polar bear at his side as he made his way to Valta. He borrowed directions from one of the Armada guards, and off he went. He hadn't really left Armada lands. At least, hasn't gone more than a territory over. But his mother and some of his siblings Had left, and he found himself desiring a little More exploring.

He also wants to learn more about blade work. He was old enough to use one, and perhaps his family in Valta would teach him.

He stumbled upon the border almost by accident more than anything else. The scent was unfamiliar to him, but smelled like family all the same. He raises his head and called for a Fatalis.