“Well heeeeey look who it is!!” an excited voice cried out. Were Sandy to look up, he would’ve seen a large green wyvern dragon hovering above the water, and riding it, an eccentric young male with messy violet hair and a rather cheeky grin. “It’s me! From before! I was controlling that wolf, remember?” No doubt the Godmodder recognized the human as one of those first roleplayers he’d sucked into the RP realm, right before he triggered Guildfall. “Y’know, I came out here looking for some meat to beta test my new dragon’s hunting ability and digestive tract, but that seems like a waste with a specimen as fine as yourself!” he chimed, still grinning. “I really didn’t expect any of your little group to survive; how amusing!!”

He then brought his dragon down lower, and the man’s features became more distinguishable. His sharp eyes would generally be the first thing to notice – richly colored as if to match his hair – if his left eye in particular wasn’t such a distinguishing feature. That single eye obscured itself in some sort of burning violet energy – almost like a tiny ball of flame pressed to his face, though translucent enough to still see the eye beneath, much like the purple aura that surrounded the wolf he possessed when he met Sandy for the first time. “Ya like the dragon? His name’s Basilix; Bassie for short~”