“Oh, hey.” She said as she awkwardly pulled her hand out from the back of her shirt and waved. She looked up and spotted Jim as he glided to a stop in the street in front of her. “Hey, Claire!” A voice called out cheerily. She caught an odd piece of fabric with the tips of her fingers and wiggled it into her grasp. She pulled on her elbow to give herself more reach as she fished a hand down the back of her collar. The weight of it had made her aware of something lumpy caught between her shoulders. She slung her bag off her back and dropped it down to the sidewalk. Toby bit back a snort as Jim started peddling again.Ĭlaire stopped at the corner and kicked down the stand of her bike. “Shut up, be cool.” Jim hissed back desperately. “Please tell me you’ve done something besides staring and drooling in your future travels.” He groaned. Toby looked at Jim, then back at Claire, then back to Jim. The only thing that was moving was Claire Nuñez walking her bike down the road that led up to her house. He looked around urgently for the reason they stopped but he didn’t see anything. Toby quickly followed suit and fishtailed to a stop beside him. As he turned back to watch the road he hit the brakes and slid to a stop.
“I don’t know, that doesn’t sound like much fun!” Jim looked over his shoulder to shout back at him, obnoxious knowing smile plastered all over his face. “You have to tell me about my future girlfriend!” He called as they passed by the shortcut through the woods. Jim smirked over his shoulder and popped a wheelie, it didn’t actually slow him down much. “Hey! Get back here!” He yelled after Jim, cursing the fact that his bike was a classic and didn’t have as many gears as Jim’s did. Jim knows if I get a girlfriend! He kicked off and started peddling as fast as he could. Toby stared after him for a few seconds before his brain caught up. Look for love with someone because of who they are, not what they look like.” He rhapsodized while clutching his heart, he winked at Toby and took off down the street. “I think you need to look deep in your heart. Jim brought his bike to a stop beside him. I just think you’d have to be pretty desperate to see that and think ‘boyfriend material’.” Toby scoffed, though he had to admit it was nice to see Jim in a better mood. “I do, but I’ve also seen what that place has to offer. “ Believe in true love, Tobes.” Toby rolled his eyes as Jim saddled up on his bike and took off on a lazy loop around the cul-de-sac waiting for Toby to do the same. “Why would I, my plan is working.” Jim sang giddily as he leaned forward and knocked on Toby’s helmet. “You still haven’t come up with a better plan?” Toby raised one judgmental brow as he tucked his lunch away. Great, they were still living in a fantasy land where Jim wanted his mom to date a troll. “My mom asked if Strickler was married.” His smile grew even wider as he said the words. He hummed happily as he held out a brown paper bag towards Toby. The Atlas is about to awaken.“You seem happy this morning.” Toby watched as Jim glided out of his garage, tipping his bike so he could balance on one peddle like a scooter. The time to gather your perfect team is now. To save Arcadia will require perfect strategy, the latest gear, and friends at your side. Travel the world of Arcadia, fighting off monsters and avoiding traps as you rain down destruction on your foes from varied grid-based maps based in ancient ruins, abandoned lighthouses, seaside villages, desert hideouts, snow-capped mountains, verdant forests, and thriving kingdoms. Experience deep tactical battles across vast and treacherous landscapes as you build an army of powerful troops, customizing their classes and skills to gain every advantage against monsters, ruthless men, a daughter scorned, and a queen so cruel she’d kill her own husband to gain the throne.įorm an army of specialized fighters and wielders of magic, choosing from over 12 custom classes to build out your party as you fight through a seemingly endless conflict. Watch your back in the world of Arcadia, where a kingdom is tearing itself apart and forces more dark and ancient than the soil are about to awaken. Who will survive the crucible of what is to come?
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