miracleunmadeThere's a young man standing in Caldisla's graveyard, though he isn't actually visiting a grave--at least, there isn't one to be seen.
He remembers one being here, though. "Tiz Arrior, beloved brother, rests here."
And he remembers it having a worse inscription, once.
Is it... better, that it's gone? He's not sure. There's still a chasm. Norende's still gone. Maybe they just haven't had time to make the grave yet. His fist holds on to a bunch of his shirt's fabric, a sort of makeshift security blanket, as he considers the empty space and tries to square it with what he last remembers. It doesn't work. But the world not making sense to him isn't a new thing.
He should find out what he can about the others, most likely. They should be here too... he thinks.
He lets go of his shirt, smoothing it out as he tries to put a pleasant smile on his face. Mild, calm, reliable. That's who Tiz Arrior is, and that's who Lowell Highwind, or whatever name he gives out today, will be. With that in mind, he goes to explore the rest of Caldisla, making his way down to the port as his first destination.
[ OOC: All right so... I'm basically putting this guy here and getting him out of the way so I can start focusing on other characters. XD This Tiz is AU: he'll recognize all asterisk holders, but not Ringabel, and is not expecting any Agnès or Edea to recognize him. ]