CIAN
the eye
Cian also notices that Finn is not present, though perhaps unlike the rest of them, he has anticipated this. The hour he gave the Spyglass to return has long come and gone, Finn having chosen his own fate. So be it.
"No doubt many of you know why I've called ye'all here." The Eye begins. The Irish lilt to his voice is not the upbeat-melodic sound that others possess, but instead is a dry and dusty thing that that twirls like woodsmoke. "Those from the North have found their way into the Climb, where Tanau has been found again. But they've released a ... sickness, into the world." Cian pauses, letting the weight of his words echo out into the vast room before continuing.
"I can tell you that the initial period of contamination seems to be over, however without samples from the infected for Doctor Guildenstern to work on, we won't know much more." How Cian knows what he does has always been a closely guarded mystery, but this group is well used to it by now. "If we offer up our services in helping our Northen neighbours with this problem we might buy ourselves a bit of goodwill...It might also allow us to keep control of any cure we come across." Cian's fingers drum absently on the table. "This has affected everyone. Including the Ascended." He adds, almost casually, the implications clear: if the Order position themselves as keepers of a cure such that no one else seeks one...then perhaps they might easily eradicate some of their ascended rivals.
"No doubt many of you know why I've called ye'all here." The Eye begins. The Irish lilt to his voice is not the upbeat-melodic sound that others possess, but instead is a dry and dusty thing that that twirls like woodsmoke. "Those from the North have found their way into the Climb, where Tanau has been found again. But they've released a ... sickness, into the world." Cian pauses, letting the weight of his words echo out into the vast room before continuing.
"I can tell you that the initial period of contamination seems to be over, however without samples from the infected for Doctor Guildenstern to work on, we won't know much more." How Cian knows what he does has always been a closely guarded mystery, but this group is well used to it by now. "If we offer up our services in helping our Northen neighbours with this problem we might buy ourselves a bit of goodwill...It might also allow us to keep control of any cure we come across." Cian's fingers drum absently on the table. "This has affected everyone. Including the Ascended." He adds, almost casually, the implications clear: if the Order position themselves as keepers of a cure such that no one else seeks one...then perhaps they might easily eradicate some of their ascended rivals.
