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He heard the call that they were starting ti head down to the Hallows for Ignita and Basilisk's wedding. You know what? He never traveled outside of the Armada or neighboring territories, except on Raids. After the harrowing ordeal of the Blight, his father not recognizing him in his sickness and everything else, he needed a vacation. And maybe he could help keep an eye on his little cousins for the bride and groom's sake.

He packed a small bag and offered the invitation to travel down to the Hallows to Vesper or to stay here and made his way to the troop.

"I'm coming. I can't imagine missing this after I missed everything else. I can keep an eye on the littles during the ceremony and reception too." He said winking at said littles. He was still rather overly lean and haggard in appearance but a brightness entered his gaze at the prospect of a new adventure.


"Speech!"