ISLA
Isla is regrettably uninformed on most of the matters that Bastien speaks about, and she smiles apologetically. "I was dead when the Spire was first opened, she murmurs, "so I have never heard or seen the Core. It's something that I may ask the Voice about the next time I speak with her. Perhaps we can get answers about that, at least." As for the Voice knowing things that they don't? Isla's smile is sad this time. "I think that's probably true for all the gods, not just the Voice. A lot of the time, it must be for our own good." Knowledge is dangerous, after all.
Nodding her agreement - the Spire as a fortress is a matter that seems all but set in stone by now - the Remedy can only sigh and sag back into her seat as Bastien continues. "Once, perhaps... but not now," she admits with a gentle shake of her head. "Influence spreads... I don't know any of the Old Gods followers who would stand united with us. I have heard of neutrality within Halo, but... do you really think that's possible either?"
Nodding her agreement - the Spire as a fortress is a matter that seems all but set in stone by now - the Remedy can only sigh and sag back into her seat as Bastien continues. "Once, perhaps... but not now," she admits with a gentle shake of her head. "Influence spreads... I don't know any of the Old Gods followers who would stand united with us. I have heard of neutrality within Halo, but... do you really think that's possible either?"
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
