Amalia
The supplies sorted, the stalls made, there is only the last bit of organization left to do. Amalia sets up organizing her own kiosk with an array of woven baskets and bowls, enjoying the artistry as she does. Jyoti has returned by now, and the starwhale too is curious and interested, peering over Amalia's shoulder and crooning curiosity when she wants to look more closely at any one thing. It causes them to take a little longer, but the pair appreciates their work. Idly Amalia wonders if this might have been her task, in another life and another world. She'd been called the Shield of Safrin for her care of magic creatures before. Born in Stormbreak, would her feet have led her here instead of to Vi?
Who can truly say?
Who can truly say?
