Felih has dealt with much mourning and loss in his life- and it seems, as long as he adventures, it will continue to follow in his wake. Though he has often dreamed of friends returning to life, he doesn't usually have a habit of dreaming awake- which is why his heart nearly stops and he drops an armful of tomes when he sees a strikingly familiar face in the Great Gubal Library.

"M-Moen- Moenbryda?!" he nearly yowls, ears back in alarm as his tail puffs up. Is this a ghost? A trick? A miracle? He has no clue- but why here- why now?

"That- it can't be- is that you?!"