she that made us first to be

the VOICE In reality's shadow the blind see best "The Order..." The Voice appears in a bright flash of electricity. Given that this is a rare appearance—the Voice normally only appearing for the ascended—there is perhaps more dazzle and glamour which accompany her. This is a time for making friends, is it not? Especially with the threat of war sounding its horn across the hills? She is timeless but youthful, with sleek dark hair that shines blue in the electric light. With eyes as vivid as the current that hums through her, she sits almost daintily upon the shrine, gazing at all those who have arrived. Wessex of course knows her thoughts on the Order, but perhaps it was time to let the others know as well. "My bright ones, and citizens of the Hollow Ground...For my entire life, the Order has tried to keep me down. As a girl, centuries ago, they kicked me out of their city for nothing more than my efforts to provide comforts and conveniences so its citizens. Comforts like the portals, which I'm sure you can all see for yourselves, the benefits of." There are no theatrics here, just cold facts, of which her expressions suggest there are many. "If it is simply a defence against the Order...we can prevent them from entering into the Grounds, if you wish it." She asks, her enigmatic blue stare now turned toward Wessex.