FINN
the spyglass
I’ll take the long way ‘round
For a second - just a second - Finn thinks he should have gone to the brothel and let Cian take this one, if only so he could imagine the look on the Eye’s face at seeing... well, this. This man who is himself but not. If he believed magic was not so abhorrent he might have wondered if it had caused this. But of course Finn does believe magic is terrible, and so he would never put himself in a position where he could appear in the future, and... oh, he’s just staring at the man now.
”Hello,” he says again, unhelpfully. ”I... yes. You are Remi Taliesin. You are Torchline’s Governor, and... and you are marked by Ludo.” He swallows, rubbing at the scruff on his chin, slowly taking his glasses from his face and tucking them away. This is weird enough without aura. ”Do you know who I am?”
”Hello,” he says again, unhelpfully. ”I... yes. You are Remi Taliesin. You are Torchline’s Governor, and... and you are marked by Ludo.” He swallows, rubbing at the scruff on his chin, slowly taking his glasses from his face and tucking them away. This is weird enough without aura. ”Do you know who I am?”
I’ll find my own way down
