there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
This certainly hadn't been here when he'd ruled over Stormbreak.
Not that Ronin is complaining about the observatory in the slightest - the Spyglass rivals what he's seen in the Greatwood and then some, honestly, and the Supernova is left gaping up at it from the ground. It's a clear day, the sky an endless, drowning blue, and he imagines the reflecting glass can be seen winking from all the way down in Torchline.
Still, shielding his eyes against the glare of sunlight and trying not to pull a muscle in his neck from craning it upwards, Ronin eventually steps back a few feet and puts his fingers to his lips, whistling sharply to summon his nimbus cloud. He could just walk inside and explore, but he feels like he wants to fly to the top of the observatory first, to see what the view is like up there.
Not that Ronin is complaining about the observatory in the slightest - the Spyglass rivals what he's seen in the Greatwood and then some, honestly, and the Supernova is left gaping up at it from the ground. It's a clear day, the sky an endless, drowning blue, and he imagines the reflecting glass can be seen winking from all the way down in Torchline.
Still, shielding his eyes against the glare of sunlight and trying not to pull a muscle in his neck from craning it upwards, Ronin eventually steps back a few feet and puts his fingers to his lips, whistling sharply to summon his nimbus cloud. He could just walk inside and explore, but he feels like he wants to fly to the top of the observatory first, to see what the view is like up there.
RONIN
