[ Here is one Setsuna Shinta, sitting on the steps of Falner with her chin resting in the cradle of her palms as she frowns curiously, looking at all the people milling about.
No, she thinks quietly as her gaze follows a pair of novices who walk past, their noses buried in their books. Not that one either, as she sights a much older man, walking briskly towards the general direction of the Arcanum?
On These Steps.
No, she thinks quietly as her gaze follows a pair of novices who walk past, their noses buried in their books. Not that one either, as she sights a much older man, walking briskly towards the general direction of the Arcanum?
O..oh. No, not that one either.
She sighs. ]