Amalia
the shield of safrin
Amalia finds herself released and scrambles to her feet, which in turn have turned back into their usual humanoid leopard shape. Dusting herself off, she raises an eyebrow to Remi but says nothing in retort, her skeptical expression speaking volumes.
The paths that have opened before them are all promising, but without any real guidance Amalia has no contributions about what choice to make. "Which way?" she asks the treeflits instead, trusting them enough to follow their lead if they give an answer. And if not, well, the middle path seems safe enough you suppose. She'll follow Ronin's lead.
Amalia asks the treeflits which way to go. If they answer she'll tell the boys and lead them that way. If not, she'll agree with Ronin on the middle path
The paths that have opened before them are all promising, but without any real guidance Amalia has no contributions about what choice to make. "Which way?" she asks the treeflits instead, trusting them enough to follow their lead if they give an answer. And if not, well, the middle path seems safe enough you suppose. She'll follow Ronin's lead.
Amalia asks the treeflits which way to go. If they answer she'll tell the boys and lead them that way. If not, she'll agree with Ronin on the middle path
she is calm in the storm
and anxious in the quiet
and anxious in the quiet
