Cian
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
A tall handsome man
'Not by me, anyway.' Cian agrees. Amalia had seeming had a change of heart not long after her infatuation with Adam, but the seed had already been planted and organizations like the Order were built on far more stable ground than that which the Archangel seemed to cultivate.
'Of course. I would expect nothing less of you. The Order was founded to keep the world safe from the Voice and her manipulations of Caido's people. In that there is no god with whom we are more fully aligned ideologically speaking, than Vi."
With a finger brushing the amulet that swirled in the firelight, the Eye tilts his head to the side slightly. 'You would be unable to go to the Hollowed Ground, of course. The ascended have erected a fatal barrier there, though I'm sure that wouldn't be much of a burden for you."
'Of course. I would expect nothing less of you. The Order was founded to keep the world safe from the Voice and her manipulations of Caido's people. In that there is no god with whom we are more fully aligned ideologically speaking, than Vi."
With a finger brushing the amulet that swirled in the firelight, the Eye tilts his head to the side slightly. 'You would be unable to go to the Hollowed Ground, of course. The ascended have erected a fatal barrier there, though I'm sure that wouldn't be much of a burden for you."
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand
A red right hand
