AmaLiA
Safrin's shield
So close to safety and yet so far, for how can they call their misadventure concluded with so much of their party still at large? As Deimos reaches out for birds Amalia does too, though she lets her reach extend even further, to rodents and luxere, anyone she can touch. Jigano, Zuriel, they look for them both, send messages through networks the group can never understand. She must be, Amalia says gently yet confidently. We'll find her. We'll find them both.
But with LongNight on the horizon, how long can they look? Glancing up at the sky, the qilin furrows her brow. We should go to the Guild, she says softly, reaching out to brush softly against Deimos as Jyoti sends out another pulse of soothing, cool light. If they came out at the Mathair, that's where they'll go. And if not... well. Better to cross that bridge when the time comes, and not before.
But with LongNight on the horizon, how long can they look? Glancing up at the sky, the qilin furrows her brow. We should go to the Guild, she says softly, reaching out to brush softly against Deimos as Jyoti sends out another pulse of soothing, cool light. If they came out at the Mathair, that's where they'll go. And if not... well. Better to cross that bridge when the time comes, and not before.
& once again I shall kiss the sky
