Information

the Moon Blub
Pilot
Legacy Name: Shinkai
The
Owner: Jakkalope
Age: 5 years, 10 months, 6 days
Born: June 1st, 2020
Adopted: 5 years, 10 months, 6 days ago
Adopted: June 1st, 2020
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
He could not say anything more. His words were choked by sobbing.
The night had fallen. I had let my tools drop from my hands. Of what moment now was my hammer, my bolt, or thirst, or death? On one star, one planet, my planet, the Earth, there was a little prince to be comforted. I took him in my arms, and rocked him. I said to him:
"The flower that you love is not in danger. I will draw you a muzzle for your sheep. I will draw you a railing to put around your flower. I will−−"
I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on hand in hand with him once more.
It is such a secret place, the land of tears.


name Pilot Renart
age ~1000
apparent age ~30
gender Male
current residence City of Memory, Western Country (nominally)
occupation Astrocartographer
spell Ratrever Etda
I will return to you
artifact Astrolabe
amulet Brass candle snuffer
mana area A remote place in the Western country, far enough from the cities to see the stars
magical specialty Locating things and wayfinding
bad at Combat magic
favorite food Caraway cake
handedness Left
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the Earth is old and grey, little darling, we'll away
But my love, this cannot be
For so many years have gone, though I'm older but a year
Your mother's eyes, from your eyes, cry to me
Don't you hear my call, though you're many years away?
Don't you hear me calling you?
Write your letters in the sand for the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
Don't you hear my call, though you're many years away?
Don't you hear me calling you?
All your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand
For my life still ahead, pity me
When you are a wizard among humans, it is altogether too easy to lose track of time.
If even the land itself can't be trusted to stay the same for when you return, how foolish would you have to be, to expect a human to remain?

Pet Treasure

Sands of Time

Mysterious Truth Telling Device

Jelly Glider Blub

Piece of a Confused Sky

Star Bird

Flight Mechanic Lasirus Plushie

Dawn of the First Day

Letters to Shore

Desert Sand

Old Compass

Planet Surveyors Telescope

Cartographer Tool Kit

Lopilot

Enchanted Bottle of Sea

Bottled Star

Bottled Moon

Cobra Fang

Verdant Skeleton

Faded Blue Rose

Fallen Star Souvenir

Time Matter

Galactic Keeto Plushie

Empty Hourglass

How to Stargaze