Hey what if the shards you've already rejoined with woke up? like the other versions of you from the shards that're gone can now talk to you like Ardbert could?
I'm just imagining that the wol wakes up one morning and turns over in bed to see Ardbert flanked by seven other people who are all in the wol's inn room and staring at them with expressions in various states of confusion. They are all wildly different and similar to one another in ways indescribable by words alone.
Ardbert looks at them, then back to the wol and can offer only a shrug of his shoulders before saying, "Honestly I'm just as confused as you are right now."














