It’s been about a week since the war between Quill and Artimé. The gates now open between the two lands, and a new, better high priest in place, offers some… odd opportunities to see your family, before they banished you to what they thought was certain death in the Great Lake of Boiling Oil, which was just a disguise for the magical school of Artimé. You can see two of the people from your class, Alex Stowe, and Lani Haluki, sitting in the grass next to each other, Alex lazily spinning a strand of Lani’s dark black hair around his finger. But it feels good to not have to worry about Quill anymore. So go have fun. Do whatever.