I suppose I should go ahead and make some announcements here.

[17 looking indifferent. The scenery in the background look more tropical since he's in his sub-archway. Next to him is his Pokemon, Lucario, arms crossed.]

I'll be working as Deputy in Fayren, for now. Questions, concerns, or whatever, leave a message with me.

Next, the poachers have been apprehended and awaiting trial for their crimes. This is a fair warning, poaching and animal cruelty will not be ignored here and there will be severe consequences for inhuman deeds.

Finally, moved the animal sanctuary to my sub-archway, Monster Island. As the name suggested, it inhabits animals and monsters as well. If you barely have any experience or just don't feel conformable traveling there yourself, contact me. I don't mind tours. Who knows, you might learn something. Anyone caught poaching and hunting there will be punished as in Fayren's law. Be thankful it's not my way.

[If anyone remembered last time he tried to run for Guardian may get an idea. 17 sighs.]

And with that out of the way, Son Goku, Vegeta, Trunks. Contact me here whenever you can.

[Sean wakes up somewhere unfamiliar, but he's tired. He rolls over onto his phone which happens to turn on the audio function.

He groans.]

I'm so fucking tired.

[He pauses when he doesn't hear a response, actually, he's expecting to be poked by smaller fingers, or perhaps splashed with water, or even licked by a puppy. None of that happens. It's enough to bother him and he sits up, looking around.]

...Where am I?

[He hits the ground and looks back to find his bag, that looks like the one at home and a phone of sorts and he frowns, grabbing them. He got rid of his, there shouldn't be a phone here.]

Daniel! DANIEL!

[He screams his name and looks around, seeing no sign of his little brother, he starts walking.]

If you're playing with me, it isn't funny!

[Gellert exhales a long stream of smoke from a pipe, his mismatched eyes looking beyond the gloom surrounding him. A picture will be quite clear for anyone watching, built from smoke and magic, showing a much younger Albus clasping hands with him. Then the image starts to fade, drifting away like the aforementioned smoke - only to be replaced by Gellert stealing the Elder Wand from Gregorovitch. Except that latter vision is...strange. There is another voice that can be heard, oh so briefly, demanding something of him.

"Tell me, Grindelwald. Tell me where it is."]

I wonder who that could be? [He waves a hand and the images disappear.] The magic in this place heightens my visions. I have seen...so many things. I don't know what to make of half of them.

I thought I would share. [You know, for the Greater Good.]