Blackout
Southwest Ocean
Smough laughs as he joins Flame on the back of the whale. He kneels next to her and smiles. 
"Enjoying yourself, Princess? Next I'll show you the schools of jellyfish." Smough reaches out and slowly runs his thumb over her lips placing an enchantment on them that will allow her to breath underwater. "There, how's that?"

Father's Prison 
Nel looks up at a Razz. 
"If The Nevermore wants to serve, then she should be able to. For those like us the mission is our truth. We usually don't have any truth beyond that. So if she lost her other truth. Then ther only one that remains is her old one, right?" Nel smiles at Nevermore. "I hope I can find a different truth one day. By the way, I thought father took your ring. How did you get it back?"

East Point Bastille
The Old Man has simple robes and short translucent white hair. He is blinding in one eye and is shaky on his feet. 
"Stand up son." He says in a soft yet strong voice. Sir Baruss stands up to be embraced by The Old Man. "Step forward Lexianna. After all I have you to thank for this. Apologies for my wife. She's not been the same since her accident. As you've no doubt assessed, I am Lord Mystic."

He is cut short by harsh wheezy coughs that produce blood. It's obvious that he has lung cancer. Terminal. Despite this he produces a cigarette tin lights one with a small fireball. He takes puff and smiles. 
"Menthol, something I've been experimenting with. Soothes my airways."

Mystic watches Lexianna closely. Despite his age and affliction he is sharp of mind deceptively lucid. 

"I'm glad it was you that came. Your companions are... lacking in subtlety. You however are very clear in your morals and direction. Which is why I want you to look after my boy. Help him to become what it is he truly desires." Mystic coughs painfully. Sir Baruss starts to help buy Mystic gently swats him away. "I've spent my life teaching, guiding, helping those around me. It's been a good life. One I want to be done with. Help my boy be like me. Consider this an old fool's dying wish."

Mystic reaches out and takes Sir Baruss's hand and in that moment all of his power is given to Baruss. Lines appear on Mystic's body in a pattern that resembles Seals of Power as he goes limp and ceases to move. 

Baruss turns to Lexianna with both sadness and resolve burning in his eyes. 
"I want to help."