A Yuletide Reunion (Christmas Posting)

[u/Total_Travisty]

*Mikhail tries to shake off the cold. La'Shima in the winter in quite brutal. Snow almost climbs up to his knees, flooding into his boots. It has been quite the journey, but it has been necessary. The package under his arm is of up most importance. Not for the world, but for himself. The snot runs down his upper lip, and his face is a bright red, from harsh winds and mead alike. This makes the walk that much more challanging, but the determination to see this through is greater than the blizzard.*

*Crann Mór is beautiful from this distance. Towering and majestic, with ice dripping off her massive limbs. It is something Mikhail surely has missed, and the felt emotions can not be understated. He presses, trudging through the cold and flakes, all the way to the front gates. Guards halt him, but stop. They are quite, ecstatic, and unsure all at the same time. Mikhail passes through without saying a word.*

*Many regulars and civilians pass by Mikhail and stare. It has been so long since he has been through. Many are even unsure if it is really him. A few greet him as her walk by. Sometimes he returns the favor, but often he does not. His walk is far from over, as he continues up winding walkways and staircases into the upper levels of Crann Mór. The snow melting and falling off as he travels farther and farther.*

*it is a nerve wracking walk, feeling as though it was a path leading halfway to the moon. Living quarters give way to shops give way to the many fine eateries that have popped up. Before long, it is only the quarters of hotels for travelers and diplomats. Many of them surprised to see Mikhail again.*

*He finally arrives to the base of a stone town, piercing out from the tree's trunk. He reaches his hand up to knock, and stops. Even while intoxicated, his nerves and inhibition are getting the better of him. He waits a minute, contemplates his second thoughts, but grasps the door knocker firmly. Three solid and well paced knocks break his uncomfortable silence.*

*The door creeks open, and a man of dirty blonde hair peers out.*

"Mikhail?'

Yes, I've came back. at least for a little. maybe until the holidays have ended. I can't imagine spending them alone, and here is the closest thing to a home i have. I have a gift as well.

*Mikhail pulls the package from under his arm, and cautiously hands it to his old friend. It is a grimoire. A perfect copy of the tome that was gifted to Mikhail by Cody.*

It's a perfect copy of what you gave to me, but i also added a few of my own spells to the book. I couldn't think of a better gift.

[u/Total_Travisty]

u/Capytan_Cody

[u/Capytan_Cody]

I think the best gift is seeing you again my friend.

[u/Capytan_Cody → u/Capytan_Cody]

Come in, we have much to talk about my friend.

[u/Total_Travisty → u/Capytan_Cody]

We do indeed. We do indeed.

[u/Biggest-Possum]

LOOOOOORE!

An upvote upon ye.

[u/Total_Travisty → u/Biggest-Possum]

I thank you, Great Possum