Safely, New Year had come to the Borderland.
Most importantly, the provisions came safely too. That means real meat and vegetables. That means new grounded coffee beans. And that means alcohol. Lots of it.
Agni loved alcohol as much as the next person, but he couldn't bring himself to have them when he was the Captain. With alcohol around, it was a certainty that some fights would break out, and he had to be sober enough to resolve them.
Above everything else...
"Have you seen the kid?" Agni asked the people who got Ron drunk during the founding day while looking around.
He couldn't see that messy brown hair that was still fluffy because he hadn't been in the Borderland for a long time. He had circled the mess hall and visited places where people might gather, but he couldn't find the kid at all after dinnertime.
"What--Ron? He's not here?"
