The Strider turns his attention to Eva when she speaks up, that one good eye focusing fully on her while the other one...well, does what completely clouded-over eyes do and sits there uselessly. His arms are crossed over his chest as he sits there next to his packmate, taking in the Shadow Lord kin's words with a calm expression that is, perhaps, surprisingly discerning when you consider the impediments to his senses. He turns his head to Avery a moment when Eva stops and takes a sip of her water, perhaps finding a level of solidarity in setting eyes on his packmate who, while he recognizes her face no less than anyone else in the room, he feels a recognition deeper than any that visual acuity can bring. It's the connection of pack.
He is quiet, considering Eva's words when Keisha speaks up and Phoebe after. Once the Fury is done, his voice rumbles to life again.
"Asking Warning Threshold-rhya would be a wise choice. The leaders of Cold Crescent have not been forthcoming, and perhaps considering the context of what Miss Illeshazy has brought to our attention, there is a level of that which could be understood."
He does not say condoned, but neither is his considerable rage spiked; it emanates at the same level, years of careful control and his ingrained sense of honor and duty keeping it in check as he looks around. His tone is without judgment because it is not his place to judge his superiors; he is no Philodox, but an Ahroun, and his thoughts run entirely to the tactical. "My point is that they have not been dishonest, and with this new information presented it may be time for us to get an answer. As the duty falls more upon us to maintain order and responsibilities at Cold Crescent, that does include security and there is not a scenario in which awareness of what may or may not lie beneath the Sept is not a security matter."
He turns his singular gaze to Eva again. "You are correct that there is risk in securing the underground levels, Miss Illeshazy. This is a risk that can, with hope, be minimized if we do ask Warning Threshold-rhya and he is forthcoming. However, I would dispute some of your conclusions regarding the Guardians. If whatever is down there--be it Dragon or something else--was simply able to invade our minds or those of the Guardians, it would have done so well before now. It was only after Champion of Honor was abducted and something was done to him to turn him into a Trojan Horse, presumably by the Beloved Horror, that he became open to something. That something may have been what is in the basement, or it may have been something which was already implanted in him during his abduction.
"I agree that care should be taken," he adds. "We should certainly not send a large group down; this would be a reconnaisance mission, not a mission to search and destroy. If we take care and if--Gaia willing--we learn some semblance of the protections, bindings and whatever else may in place so that we do not set them off, then it should be done."
He gestures to Reese and Lola then. "And of course we may also look into Fentress, as well. And the ritual, and other aspects. We are many Garou, many kinfolk, more than one pack. And I do not believe that this is a situation that merits just a single approach"
He is quiet, considering Eva's words when Keisha speaks up and Phoebe after. Once the Fury is done, his voice rumbles to life again.
"Asking Warning Threshold-rhya would be a wise choice. The leaders of Cold Crescent have not been forthcoming, and perhaps considering the context of what Miss Illeshazy has brought to our attention, there is a level of that which could be understood."
He does not say condoned, but neither is his considerable rage spiked; it emanates at the same level, years of careful control and his ingrained sense of honor and duty keeping it in check as he looks around. His tone is without judgment because it is not his place to judge his superiors; he is no Philodox, but an Ahroun, and his thoughts run entirely to the tactical. "My point is that they have not been dishonest, and with this new information presented it may be time for us to get an answer. As the duty falls more upon us to maintain order and responsibilities at Cold Crescent, that does include security and there is not a scenario in which awareness of what may or may not lie beneath the Sept is not a security matter."
He turns his singular gaze to Eva again. "You are correct that there is risk in securing the underground levels, Miss Illeshazy. This is a risk that can, with hope, be minimized if we do ask Warning Threshold-rhya and he is forthcoming. However, I would dispute some of your conclusions regarding the Guardians. If whatever is down there--be it Dragon or something else--was simply able to invade our minds or those of the Guardians, it would have done so well before now. It was only after Champion of Honor was abducted and something was done to him to turn him into a Trojan Horse, presumably by the Beloved Horror, that he became open to something. That something may have been what is in the basement, or it may have been something which was already implanted in him during his abduction.
"I agree that care should be taken," he adds. "We should certainly not send a large group down; this would be a reconnaisance mission, not a mission to search and destroy. If we take care and if--Gaia willing--we learn some semblance of the protections, bindings and whatever else may in place so that we do not set them off, then it should be done."
He gestures to Reese and Lola then. "And of course we may also look into Fentress, as well. And the ritual, and other aspects. We are many Garou, many kinfolk, more than one pack. And I do not believe that this is a situation that merits just a single approach"
"The anger of a good man is not a problem. Good men have too many rules."
"Good men don't need rules. And today's not the day to find out why I have so many."
"Good men don't need rules. And today's not the day to find out why I have so many."