When Purwell finished lecturing the younger members of his clan, the sky was finally filled with stars.
He summoned a Dimensional Gate to a world that, in his memory, was very suitable for a young whale at the stage of venturing out. Purwell nudged the little one away from Toril with his tail; this place wasn't suited for naive and foolish children.
Although his current body was quite practical, and in a way, he had even gained a chance at immortality, Purwell couldn't help but envy the little one's body as he saw him off.
Cherish everything you have! Purwell exhorted loudly just before the Space Gate closed.
Then he plunged into the small square, getting into a loud tussle with the little fairies who had been performing accompaniment for him for a long time: Purwell was quite dissatisfied that, while he was lecturing that child, he nearly followed their singing.
