- Pronoun
- they or she
Leaf takes the nearest waypoint to Fort Sunward and checks in with the watch-captains. She apologizes for the Wayfarers just vanishing on them in the middle of all... that, and hopes the army (and the Coven) hasn't been bothering them too much. She also asks after Amida: has she been adjusting okay? Did she go visit her family?
If she's able to find Amida personally, she asks how she's doing and if she's been able to enjoy herself. Eventually, she explains that they visited the world-spirit, and that the weird red star up there is actually her friend, Lorrel. He's been stuck there for a long time, and he's probably not going to be comfortable or happy on his way out. No telling when he'll emerge or if anything will force it, but... if she's feeling up to it, it might do him some good if she's there to see him when he gets free.
The Wardens are fine, but changing. Although they are a culture of habit and tradition, there's something exciting about a rebuilding effort, and purposeful military exercises. Not to mention that their primary charge is now not to protect the Mesa itself, but the 'new sun' and the local community she's returned to. The youngest generation of Charcadet students are developing a more outward-looking mindset as a result of their recent shakeups, and the 'fire-thought' – that is, the memetic notion that spreads most rapidly and passionately among them – is that Wayfarers like Leaf are why the Wardens stand any chance at all of adapting to these strange times. They're actually quite eager for her to stick around a while and train with them. They would like a Pokémon Trainer's teachings, especially if it means they can get a leg up on Army forces.
"You came to visit me! How sweet of you. Hark, have you partaken of these steamed treats? They are the local delicacy, buttered and salted and sweetened. You must try them for me, I wish you to tell me if they are good. O, I cannot delay in the telling! I made them, me myself! They explode most delightfully in the making. It is my present hobby, dear Leaf~"
Amida has spent most of her time in Sundial Village, the Mesa's associated 'civilian' settlement down the road. Although she is a singularly strange pokémon now, she is still the local culture's goddess reborn, and her visage is that of an ageless being of limitless solar energy. She is revered, at least for the time being, but seems to enjoy the attention. (From her perspective, it has been a very long time since anyone admired her.) Nevertheless, she is not too alienated from others – Sundiallers being unreservedly joyful and passionate folks – and has taken on a pasttime of making modern foods she was not familiar with in her era – such as 'banging maize'.