An afternoon of looking for Davesprite around the Prospitian ship has left everyone puzzled and empty-handed. Nobody can seem to find him anywhere below or on deck.

You've almost decided to give up, when you notice a weird shape on top of the bridge deck. You fly up to it, and you're greeted by a big lump of blankets, clothing items, and weird trinkets, at the center of which is curled up Davesprite.

"There you are!" You exclaim, making him flinch. "We've been looking everywhere for you, man? What's up with y-” You gasp, watching him pluck a feather from his wings, which have significantly noticeable bald spots. “What? Can’t a guy do what he wants with his own wings?” He replies, deadpan and somber, plucking another one. A whole pile of them sits by his feet, fluttering in the wind.