FINN
Finn is already in Torchline, so that's his first stop.
A bit of digging reveals that a group sailed out to investigate the storms on the ocean not too long ago, on a ship called The Ark. One member of said group is Torchline's new Governor, a man Finn has met and has found to be a peculiar mix of charming and sly. He's not keen to repeat the meeting, truth be told, and he already knows him as an Attuned, ruling out any Ascended influence there.
And so sunrise finds him at the waterfront, peering up at the ship to try and speak to any of the others who were on board at the time of the adventure. The Spyglass wears a light coat to ward off the morning chill from the waves, and he peers up at the Ark through bespectacled, stormy eyes.
It's a lot, after the break, and he forces himself only to focus on the swarming auras of the ship; Abandoned, Accepted, Attuned - no taint of Ascended in the past twenty four hours. It doesn't mean much, but it's something. Removing the glasses, Finn rubs at his eyes and lets out a long, shuddering sort of sigh.
A bit of digging reveals that a group sailed out to investigate the storms on the ocean not too long ago, on a ship called The Ark. One member of said group is Torchline's new Governor, a man Finn has met and has found to be a peculiar mix of charming and sly. He's not keen to repeat the meeting, truth be told, and he already knows him as an Attuned, ruling out any Ascended influence there.
And so sunrise finds him at the waterfront, peering up at the ship to try and speak to any of the others who were on board at the time of the adventure. The Spyglass wears a light coat to ward off the morning chill from the waves, and he peers up at the Ark through bespectacled, stormy eyes.
It's a lot, after the break, and he forces himself only to focus on the swarming auras of the ship; Abandoned, Accepted, Attuned - no taint of Ascended in the past twenty four hours. It doesn't mean much, but it's something. Removing the glasses, Finn rubs at his eyes and lets out a long, shuddering sort of sigh.
