Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-25344655-20160315040133/@comment-26084195-20160316193020

A good long while later...

Eureka stands on the docks of the Grey Havens, watching the last of the boats leave for the white shores. It's unusual for him to be that close to water. He removes his helmet, and the rest of his armour. He does a few things to his staff, then throws that in, with the bow going shortly after.

He turns to look at Glosur. "My work here, on this world, is done. It's time for me to go home."