I would share your fears, Geth said. It is said that the dragons of old obeyed only Bahamut, and only because he was their progenitor. If the Talon are bringing dragons into the world, I have little doubt that they will lose control of them, whether Bahamut returns with them or not.
Can we trust the Silver Lash? asked Balasar. Geth thought for a moment, then nodded ever so slightly.
Perhaps, and perhaps not. They worship Bahamut, but he is a god of justice. If the Lash share an ideal of justice similar to our own, they very well may be trustworthy. At this point, I see no reason not to ask after their help. They share, at least, our same ends.
The eradication of the Platinum Talon. Yes. I can work with that.
Balasar's fervour was cut short when Rhogar insisted on them protecting the Temple. He understood that it was important--especially if there were relics here that would help the Talon, and for which they would return--but he longed to go out adventuring with the cleric. His expression said as much, but Geth laid a hand on his shoulder.
Yes. Balasar and the Lantern will keep vigil in this place, and will await your return. I know not what lost treasures the Talon would seek here--for all we know, they've found all they need and will not return. But I will rest easier knowing that my brother is leading the Protectors of Dusk.
Balasar nodded, albeit reluctantly.
As ever, my brother's wisdom prevails. I will inform the brotherhood that we must increase our vigil--but I do not think it wise to share why. There are many in our ranks who would be eager to wander the desert looking for dragons. Best they keep their eyes on Dusk and the Temple.
He stood, and offered his hand to Rhogar.
As for joining us, I will be honoured to count you among our ranks, whatever the conditions. In fact, it may do us well to have one of our own out in the world, gathering information. If your adventures carry you far afield where you discover something that can help us here, all the better. Our Order will certainly not be less for it.
Can we trust the Silver Lash? asked Balasar. Geth thought for a moment, then nodded ever so slightly.
Perhaps, and perhaps not. They worship Bahamut, but he is a god of justice. If the Lash share an ideal of justice similar to our own, they very well may be trustworthy. At this point, I see no reason not to ask after their help. They share, at least, our same ends.
The eradication of the Platinum Talon. Yes. I can work with that.
Balasar's fervour was cut short when Rhogar insisted on them protecting the Temple. He understood that it was important--especially if there were relics here that would help the Talon, and for which they would return--but he longed to go out adventuring with the cleric. His expression said as much, but Geth laid a hand on his shoulder.
Yes. Balasar and the Lantern will keep vigil in this place, and will await your return. I know not what lost treasures the Talon would seek here--for all we know, they've found all they need and will not return. But I will rest easier knowing that my brother is leading the Protectors of Dusk.
Balasar nodded, albeit reluctantly.
As ever, my brother's wisdom prevails. I will inform the brotherhood that we must increase our vigil--but I do not think it wise to share why. There are many in our ranks who would be eager to wander the desert looking for dragons. Best they keep their eyes on Dusk and the Temple.
He stood, and offered his hand to Rhogar.
As for joining us, I will be honoured to count you among our ranks, whatever the conditions. In fact, it may do us well to have one of our own out in the world, gathering information. If your adventures carry you far afield where you discover something that can help us here, all the better. Our Order will certainly not be less for it.
