"Finally, that annoying bitcȟ is gone!" Raziel Amethil exclaimed as he managed to shoo away the dog that had been preventing him from setting sail upon the ocean on his small boat. Once the sails were on course and the sun began to set, he opened a bottle of wine and with great effort managed to ensure that no drop was spilled on the swaying both he found himself on. He looked onto that sunset, before turning to his voidal lizard and asked "I wonder what Usamea is up to these days- has she found home in Haelun'or again? I hope so. She always missed it..." A shrug followed, "I am sure she is fine." The lizard merely looked at the bread in the corner in envy, completely incapable of understanding the Mage's words.