Jarehn'Zho having fled the deeps has sought to make a name for himself, and more importantly, obtain some modicum of integration into the ways and cultures of the surface world. It has not always gone well!
But his thirst for adventure and imperative to do what good he may have traced a path of new compatriots to do battle alongside, and a host of vibrant albeit brief experiences of 'surface living'.
Still somewhat reclusive, with ever a way into some crack or cubby, Jarehn'Zho yet yearns for the true warmth of acceptance. The quest to find a matching flame such as the one which so ignited within his sights from deepest dark, brightest spark.
Surrounds abound, with weather beyond measure surrounds, and yet much seems devoid of that guiding light, just out of sight, yet beyond the gaze of many of the folk he meets.
Perhaps they slumber, or perhaps again they live it, so blissfully unaware.
Then there are those who roam the world so carefree with their sparks, their talent, and sometimes their sheer recklessness. These are an interesting breed, and one he continues to learn more of, for the flame it seems burns brightest when put to use in their company.
"And thus through realms and slumber have I passed, ever yonder through the dark"
Thanks to the artist:
https://www.instagram.com/jen.the.wen/
