CIAN
the eye
"Have you ever known a dragon to be picky?" Cian counters with a sly and confident smile that seems to darken the denim shade of his eyes. With a sigh he waves his hand at Gideon's mention of the relics. Frowning into the distance as the boat lifts off through the clouds, Cian reaches into his pocket to find another cigarette.
"We were off to a good start...but Ludo's demigod has two of them now, did you know that? He won't give them back." Tutting, the Eye lights up before offering one to the Priest. "Something will have to be done about that. War or no war, he's already far too reckless to be given any more power. Perhaps you might have a word with Ronin about it?" The raise of his eyebrows suggests that this isn't as much of a request as it sounds. But Gideon was never one who needed the hard sell on much of anything.
Pulling out his notebook and looking at the words which magically appeared therein, the Eye nods to himself, before sitting back to enjoy the ride.
~FIN
"We were off to a good start...but Ludo's demigod has two of them now, did you know that? He won't give them back." Tutting, the Eye lights up before offering one to the Priest. "Something will have to be done about that. War or no war, he's already far too reckless to be given any more power. Perhaps you might have a word with Ronin about it?" The raise of his eyebrows suggests that this isn't as much of a request as it sounds. But Gideon was never one who needed the hard sell on much of anything.
Pulling out his notebook and looking at the words which magically appeared therein, the Eye nods to himself, before sitting back to enjoy the ride.
~FIN
