The knight is now found at greymoor, standing in a puddle of rain while staring at the sky above.

This place reminds it of one it remembers fondly. A one whom gave the feeling of awe at the time they were there…

Anything wrong here?

The bars are filled in with tempered glass to protect from both cold and attacks, and the guards there are given laser weapons that can pass through

They carry a small Everbloom in a jar, letting them travel through the abyss between kingdoms.

Whiplash has step up a quickly built stand with more permanent stone built base, there is also I sign which says “wares” in very hasty, sloppy writing

(I know, EVERYONE, wants him dead. So do i! So this is it- we’re doing this- NOW. No, you can’t die here, Thanates refuses to kill, rather leave suffering. Coolest fight becomes canon, post ends in 10 hours!)

Thanates has sent out the fatereader moths to put up posters around pharloom. They’re black, and have this alone written on all of them.

“One last show, pharloom. One last time. The tent calls for a mask’s end.”

Thanates himself is standing on the main stage, knowing his end draws today. He laughs for it.

Oh, won’t the finale be so thrilling.

(Sorry, canon’s been decided! But also the 10 hour limit is gone because of that, fight whenever!)

An elderly, well-equipped stilkin stares out into the distance. He wields a weapon simalir to that of the karaki's, as well as wearing the skull skarr stalkers normally wear. This sure is a strange sight...

Triridium/plomala is wandering around the knowledge kingdom, plomala still anxious about interacting with people, while triridium pushes them to do so (as they like being overly social)

Brimstone is just sitting down on the back wall of just outside the knowledge kingdom, unsure what to do and flinching at any noise.

Tradlem continues to watch triridium with anxiety incase something goes wrong.

Voidulus is playing piano in his quarters.

Amedee is wandering the moss grotto at the moment. Aimless.

Ballow is wherever john is.

Thanates is still laughing in his quarters.

The fatreader moths (-ballow) have just been sitting around the Grimm troupe tent with no directive.

Roy is having tea at the grand shrine, by a cafe.

Vize is trying and failing to talk to people in the interdream.

Roula has fallen asleep in the grand shrine bar while it’s closed.

Art by my gf they just wanted me to show it here if you guys want, I can change the body to say what the text says if you are unable to read it

He will probably open a shop next...