Felix Caelus

Felix can't help grinning. He has no idea what Alex's home is like, and can't imagine how different their ideas of 'city' are. But he's a conjurer by school and an adventurer by inclination. He knows the look of wonder when he sees it, the intoxicating taste of the great unknown.

"End?" he echoes merrily. Out of habit, he scans the area around and below. The road is well-worn, but there's nobody else in view. It's quiet, bar the low rush and splash of water, the tug of the wind on their clothes, and the trill of birdsong in the bushes.

"I hope you don't mind a stroll into town," he adds, "but people can get over-excited if you appear out of thin air."