Terra arrived at the meeting but with only a mild interest. Tempest sat on her lap taking some notes while Terra listened to those around her. There was one part that made her uncomfortable, perhaps because she didn't know what to think.
"Garland fears the power of Eidolons."
She wished she knew why. She never picked up the summoner class feeling to close to those she would use. Her own custom job was similar to the Eidolons which made her wonder what the Eidolon's place was in this world. It must be different from her own but then, she didn't really know.
The idea made her uncomfortable and more than anything she wanted to leave. Only Tempest kept her in place, writing something on the piece of paper clamped within her little paws.
Terra | Open
"Garland fears the power of Eidolons."
She wished she knew why. She never picked up the summoner class feeling to close to those she would use. Her own custom job was similar to the Eidolons which made her wonder what the Eidolon's place was in this world. It must be different from her own but then, she didn't really know.
The idea made her uncomfortable and more than anything she wanted to leave. Only Tempest kept her in place, writing something on the piece of paper clamped within her little paws.