BASTIEN
Stimulation in body and soul
Bastien smiled as Isla entered the room looking just the picture of a doctor, as if she had come to check his health. "Good evening. It's good to see you." Wryly laughing and nodding as she mentioned the drink, he agreed: "I'd like a glass of wine, that might actually dull my senses just a little for the evening. Sadly, we gave up those luxuries, didn't we?" For the most part, Bastien didn't miss them, despite his hedonistic lifestyle, but sometimes it felt like nothing would solve his problems more than a good meal, drink and sleep.
"I am well enough. In fact, I had a most...amazing, indescribable encounter. With the Core." The awe in his voice was plain to hear. "It was as if my entire head was overtaken. It told me to find...'the court'. I am underway with that - I don't know what I will find, but I hope it will help us." And they needed help in the years to come, if the war was truly going to begin. The Grounds was critically vulnerable, even with the Order effectively taken care of.
Turning to her, he lifted a hand. "And how are you? There is much to discuss, but we may as well have our pleasantries first. I'm sure we will be talking long into the night."
For the good and misguided
