BEAN-0073: Barry

Ivy was often hard to track down as he travels around the different islands. Barry got word from a baker in town that the green flowerling had stopped by recently for his usual. If he was quick, the tamer could catch up to him before he got to the portals or disappeared into the forest. Barry could spend all day under the canopy searching for his friend if it weren’t for the biting little bug that refused to be held. It’s no wonder Amethyst was so ready to r...

“I’m home, Stormy!” Barry dropped his bag by the entrance of the log, the double doors wide open as animals wandered in and out. “Stormy?” “In here,” The firefly called from the back room they dedicated to the weather mage’s potions. The backroom had been replaced and repaired multiple times from numerous accidents. The multicolored wooden panels sourced from different times and places told a story of ...

It was beginning to look a lot like Christmas around Prism Vale. Even under the warm canopy of Viridian’s forests, there was a cold enough chill that the leaves were adorned with frost each morning. But that didn’t stop some beans from getting up early, or halt the diligent decorating everyone had been doing for the season.  Shops had wreaths on their doors and garland around the windows. Baubles hung along the b...