Cian
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
A tall handsome man
"Is that what you want from me, Finn?" Cian wonders. "For me to care about you?"
But Finn is off, for the door, for the cliffs for all Cian knows. Though Cian does know. He knows Finn will do what he's told. The Spyglass is powerful, but his power is one use. Is now the right time to deploy him? Is this the best use of his abilities? 'Would you rather go to the Grounds? Infiltrate there to learn about what the ascended are doing directly?' It is far more dangerous and Finn is far less suited.
'You might be wrong about the brothel. I suspect someone like Sera might excel in such a place. The Halenani does not attract...the same clientele that sought you out at Molly's, after all." Said with a rhetorical air, Cian seems to be considering.
"Think about it, and send me a note with your decision."
But Finn is off, for the door, for the cliffs for all Cian knows. Though Cian does know. He knows Finn will do what he's told. The Spyglass is powerful, but his power is one use. Is now the right time to deploy him? Is this the best use of his abilities? 'Would you rather go to the Grounds? Infiltrate there to learn about what the ascended are doing directly?' It is far more dangerous and Finn is far less suited.
'You might be wrong about the brothel. I suspect someone like Sera might excel in such a place. The Halenani does not attract...the same clientele that sought you out at Molly's, after all." Said with a rhetorical air, Cian seems to be considering.
"Think about it, and send me a note with your decision."
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand
A red right hand
