"Land ho!"
Vladstin happily rang the bell and swung on ropes as they docked on the shores of Polaris.
He landed with a spin in front of Sangfroid, who was eating his breakfast at a table.
"Good morning, my dearest Purple!" He tilted his head.
Sangfroid ignored him and abandoned his meal, directly getting down the Jolly Roger without a word.
Vladstin followed him along with the many skeletons as they began the hike to the mountains in search of the Hermit, humming and skipping happily.
There were no extra shadows in sight. All of the shadows match exactly with the number of people traveling.
When they reached the apex, they found a man with four thin wings and green eyes. His hair was long and floating as if it was underwater, with a headpiece of crowned jewels resting upon him.
Sangfroid approached him and asked. "Are you the Hermit?"
The man nodded. "Yes, what do you need from me, citizens of Neverland?"
