The second person he had become close with was a Sabertooth mage by the name of Tyson, he couldn't for the life of him remember where the two met but they had done so one way or another. Since then Tyson had become a rising star he had heard and shortly afterwards turned himself into a giant orange rabbit that ended up in Crocus seeking refuge at his villa. He gave sanctuary but not before laughing at his friends expense and taking some blackmail material for a later date. Then it came Tyson heard of a festival and they ended up going to the midi style provance of Tolgalen named Myazhe. The festival annoyed him because you had to get through all these stupid barriers by playing games you might not want to or fighting spirits who could have just wanted to take part. The visit was made that much worse however in the youths mind by the fact he once again bumped into Sol who had since their last encounter gained a promotion and even changed races. He guessed everyone needed a hobby the festival all in all was quite the let down so he didn't even bother trying to remember what he did there or why. To be honest by the end of it he was actually quite glad to go back to Crocus and have some alone time, he was glad to see that Tyson's 'hutch' had been completed in his absence. It wasn't actually a rabbit hutch but a small mannor house in his backyard, that way if Tyson ever decided to drop by again he could go to his own place.
That being said he was starting to get restless and wanting the company of others but due to the gilded cage he was kept in within his families estate he didn't have friends other than Hackett and Tyson. He decided that since Hackett had vanished that the only place he might be able to find some companionship was in Sabertooth, because he would rather avoid the West Fiore Trading Company the best he could as they had a lot of dealings with his family, well there was that and Sol was there. The elder dark haired male made him feel creeped out and it was all since their meeting in Rose Garden and the clothing he was given to wear as his own was in quite a state. He had made his way to Ace of Spades via train and carrage, the problem was now he was inside the town he had no idea where to go to find the guild or Tyson. "I should have asked him for a map last we seen each other." he groaned starting to walk forward taking random turns in the hopes he'd eventually find his way to the guild hall, find someone who could give him directions, a guild member who could take him there or Tyson himself. At this point he just wasn't that fussy.
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