Gideon
Imposing penance one by one
You've got a virtue in a vice
While Gideon had been a member of the Order for twenty years and knew many of the members well, he had never been close to it's leader. True, he didn't know of anyone that claimed to be close to Cian, the man quite the distant sort. Gideon was not easily intimidated, but he had sometimes avoided the leader's gaze, finding it just a bit too penetrating, and he was sure that stopped several of the younger, shyer members from even trying to approach him.
Still, he had news and questions. Often he wondered how closely aligned the Order and Old Gods were in their intentions, if there were different desired outcomes, if their Order's plan was manipulated by human want; hopefully Cian knew if it ever came to a clash, he'd choose the Gods in a heartbeat.
Knocking on the office door, Gideon waited for it to be opened; he had enough respect for Cian not to barge in. Standing with his hands behind his back and his chin high, he waited for their leader.
Still, he had news and questions. Often he wondered how closely aligned the Order and Old Gods were in their intentions, if there were different desired outcomes, if their Order's plan was manipulated by human want; hopefully Cian knew if it ever came to a clash, he'd choose the Gods in a heartbeat.
Knocking on the office door, Gideon waited for it to be opened; he had enough respect for Cian not to barge in. Standing with his hands behind his back and his chin high, he waited for their leader.
With all the history to guide
You've got a passion in those eyes
