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It’d been a long time since Willard had decided to go home to Valm.  Even longer since he’d stepped foot in a Ylissean shipyard.  The last time the former had happened was all that time ago when he’d lost everything and come to this continent to try to exact his revenge.  And yet here he was again, standing before a vessel to take him to his home continent. 

Standing in line for his ticket, a familiar cloaked figure with raven hair crossed his vision.  “Really?” he thought.  The last time he had seen Amelia was when they had crossed paths with the man who sold out Fort Steiger.  It wasn’t a pretty parting to be sure.  Willard wasn’t one to leave things unfinished, however.  Giving a word to some friendly people he had been chatting with in line to save his spot, he dropped his bags and jogged towards the woman.