**Psychic Paper**
“The gods prevail n so do we!! Im havin sooome much needed let loose fun at a festival its sooo nice you know??kinda makes me homesick too. been nonstp savd a super old hottie shhh dont tell Ech”
(Written in the Queen's French) : Before the festival the night of Dromstrath 40, 9998
All I have to say is: thank you gods for flexing on Beaumont.
“The proof is in the puddin’,” as Papa Ruth always says.
Prayers win out again! It also seems you’ve twisted young Xhoya’s face into that priceless look of confused disbelief. For someone so close to her god, she has surprisingly little faith in the abilities they possess. Perhaps that’s unfair — not a lack of faith, but of full understanding of the divine she so fearlessly dances with.
Gambit doesn’t look incredible or healthy by any stretch of the imagination, but he can move — and he’s alive. With each check from Xhoya, he improves. The miracle you performed will not be in vain. It will be your spark of revival here, reaching billions — and for such a worthy man. Gambit is worth saving. He’s special, part of this strange, chosen band of unlikely souls. Isn’t that how it always begins when a world needs saving?
How lucky I am, to stand at the start of another epic adventure.
Hope—hold on tight for the ride. Or rather, let me hold on to you, while you tear through this forest.
We’ve packed up and are headed back to Glasten’s Landing. According to their customs, it’s the day they welcome the new year. A little late for A’shari, but I’m grateful I won’t miss the celebration.
And you know what?
Dammit, we deserve a little victory fun.
We saved millions.
We freed slaves.
And faith itself sparked anew to save a life.
I’m going to make these people open up and celebrate. If the stories told by those who built my world taught me anything, it’s that joy is sacred — that shared laughter and light can thrive even through the trauma of fighting an ending world.
So, in honor of all my parents—tonight, I will live. I will dance, laugh, and capture the memories in photos galore, to remember forever.