FINN
The sound of a voice brings him out of it, Finn dropping his hand to find a vibrant, red headed young woman before him. Forcing the images away, he tucks the glasses into the safety of his inside pocket and offers a polite smile her way. "I hope so," he says to the youth. "My name is Finn Rosencrantz. I'm researching the storms that are preventing travel to different areas in Caido, and I heard that the crew of this ship explored the barriers in the ocean."
Brushing his curls out of his face, Finn glances fleetingly at the Ark, then back to the woman speaking to him. "I was wondering if anyone might be available to speak with me about what they found out there? It should only take a few minutes, if that." There's already a notepad and pencil in his pocket, and he's become adept at jotting notes.
Brushing his curls out of his face, Finn glances fleetingly at the Ark, then back to the woman speaking to him. "I was wondering if anyone might be available to speak with me about what they found out there? It should only take a few minutes, if that." There's already a notepad and pencil in his pocket, and he's become adept at jotting notes.
