Jul 30, 2025
At long last, Zarii steps out of the crackling blue omenpath. <i>Fucking finally,</i> she thinks as she surveyed the landscape. Desert cliffs greeted her view, reds and oranges blending and swirling together like a watercolor painting. To the south, several blocky stones hung in the air, forming an impossible arch. To the north, Zarii could just make out the top of a twisted blue-and-red spire.
She grins a leonin grin. Strixhaven. Pausing only briefly to stretch and crack her neck, she starts to the north. She has some friends to meet.
( @average-ravnican @azzie-beastbinder @obscura-omenseeker) (I don't know Gary or Baptiste)