we cannot become what we want to be by remaining what we are
"Must be a beautiful view," she muses somewhat wistfully, fully missing whatever wariness might have been in Finn's stormy eyes. "I bet you can see the whole city. It's so big." Her eyes are distant, looking at an imagined world in the distance down the hall. There's so much in Stormbreak she doesn't yet know, so much she wants to see.
Focusing back on the Spyglass, Amalia pushes a lock of hair back behind her ear. "There were creatures like small winged lizards, and vines that tried to grab us and pull us into the trees," the Shield recalls, holding out her hand and letting a small hardlight construct in the shape of the treeflits appear within. "Remi and Ronin said there was a tiger covered in fire, the first time they went. When we made it through to the end of the jungle we found a waterfall, and {insert whatever else they found here}." She offers the treeflit for Finn to look at, sorry she doesn't have a better story to tell.
Focusing back on the Spyglass, Amalia pushes a lock of hair back behind her ear. "There were creatures like small winged lizards, and vines that tried to grab us and pull us into the trees," the Shield recalls, holding out her hand and letting a small hardlight construct in the shape of the treeflits appear within. "Remi and Ronin said there was a tiger covered in fire, the first time they went. When we made it through to the end of the jungle we found a waterfall, and {insert whatever else they found here}." She offers the treeflit for Finn to look at, sorry she doesn't have a better story to tell.
Amalia
