CIAN
the eye
"Mmm." The Eye agrees at the mention of dragons. "But that's what we have them for." He murmurs, inclining his head slightly towards the various crates. As Wessex and likely Mabel were already aware, they weren't the only ascended who were boarding the skyboat at the moment. No, Cian had brought a handful of vagrant voice followers—and even a sassy attuned who had tried to swindle one of the Order members. (Allegedly).
'This war Gideon...if I'm right, we might be able to jump the queue, if you know what I mean.' Without so much as a glance toward 'Wessex', it's onto the boat where he takes a seat. "All this relic finding...it's all to get past what is in the Cordillera. But, there's no reason to think there isn't another way." A way which involved distracting dragons with the near-dead bodies of the ascended? Absolutely.
'This war Gideon...if I'm right, we might be able to jump the queue, if you know what I mean.' Without so much as a glance toward 'Wessex', it's onto the boat where he takes a seat. "All this relic finding...it's all to get past what is in the Cordillera. But, there's no reason to think there isn't another way." A way which involved distracting dragons with the near-dead bodies of the ascended? Absolutely.
