CIAN
the eye
"Tanau has re-emerged, but...that is not the most interesting development." Sitting forward, Cian regards his oldest (and only, to be honest) friend as if debating what to tell him. It isn't that he doesn't trust Dorian it's that...with a little whiskey in him, or a little of him in someone else, that silvery tongue of his tends to wag. "Apparently there was something lodged inside of it. When it was pulled out..." The Eye puts his fingers together before letting them pulse away, indicating some sort of explosion.
He describes what it was Finn had seen with his glasses, adding that despite having been there, neither he nor the Spyglass are at risk. Or at least, they hadn't been then.
"Puts a bit of a kink in things, ey?" Cian says dryly, his voice calm despite the seriousness of what he was saying.
He describes what it was Finn had seen with his glasses, adding that despite having been there, neither he nor the Spyglass are at risk. Or at least, they hadn't been then.
"Puts a bit of a kink in things, ey?" Cian says dryly, his voice calm despite the seriousness of what he was saying.
