By the way, guys, you can try to defeat the Inquisitor all you like, but it's not possible at this point in the game. Sam is the one most likely to know this, because he spends a lot of time around the IRIO spies, who speak of Inquisitors in hushed, scared tones.
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However, before anyone could reply or take up aim, the Inquisitor froze, and turned around.
"Brothers... we are being watched." His voice came, echoing through the space of the dockyards ethereally, carrying further and deeper than any voice should.
He shifted, his gaze drifting between the ramp down to the docks - where the crew were - and the ship itself.
"Hunt. I should have known." He snarled, as he raised his hand, pointing to the Ascendo.
"That is the ship our dissidents are using! Board it immediately! I will deal with our friends in the IRIO personally." Cunningham growled, turning back to the crew, and striding up the ramp towards them, his fist clutching a talisman inside his jacket.
"You cannot escape the Heavens' Eyes."
"Brothers... we are being watched." His voice came, echoing through the space of the dockyards ethereally, carrying further and deeper than any voice should.
He shifted, his gaze drifting between the ramp down to the docks - where the crew were - and the ship itself.
"Hunt. I should have known." He snarled, as he raised his hand, pointing to the Ascendo.
"That is the ship our dissidents are using! Board it immediately! I will deal with our friends in the IRIO personally." Cunningham growled, turning back to the crew, and striding up the ramp towards them, his fist clutching a talisman inside his jacket.
"You cannot escape the Heavens' Eyes."
@CollectorOfMyst Additionally, don't feel any pressure to change the picture. Just add a note "- minus the tattoo".
@CollectorOfMyst Please do, after Cole has encountered him for the first time. And yeah @vietmyke that's exactly right. The Heavens' Eyes control magic, and artefacts imbued with it. These are the individuals who are allowed to use it.
Characters tab OP has been updated. Check it out for info on Inquisitor Cunningham.
The Inquisitor at the docks is likely to become a semi-recurring villain. I'll add a bit for him in the characters tab OP in a bit when I'm home.
@Grimhildr Eat a fuck ton of food, complete your courses of meds, and drink water. Rest well on top of that and that's as much as you can personally do to affect your condition positively.
Edit: Unless a medical professional has specifically told you not to do any of that, of course.
Edit: Unless a medical professional has specifically told you not to do any of that, of course.
@CollectorOfMyst No worries mate. You do what you gotta do.
Daniel peaked over the top of the airship's wall, and cringed visibly when he saw the first pair of Heavens' Eyes enforcers marching down the ramp to the docks.
Dressed in dark, sanguine red, the white symbol of the Eyes on their lapels and epaulettes - an angular, rigidly stencilled eye, with a vertical slit for a pupil.- they came trooping towards him, rifles shouldered, as of yet unaware that they were being aimed at.
Gently, Daniel inhaled, and began to apply pressure to the trigger, preparing to take another life in the name of the IRIO - when they turned sharply to inspect the first jetty.
The Eyes didn't know where they were yet - a result, no doubt, of the misinformation and failsafe tactics employed by Ponta. A double edged sword, however, considering that rather than using a single, condensed force to strike at a known target, they would be out in force all across the city.
The others were going to have a hard time getting here.
But at le-
Before Daniel could finish thinking, there was a sharp shout from the end of the docks - a man barking orders. Not an officer, it was too... far reaching. Echoing in a way it shouldn't be.
Daniel turned his eyes towards the ramp again, and caught view of a tall man in a long black coat, with white trim, and the White Eye on his lapel.
An Inquisitor.
Fuck.
Dressed in dark, sanguine red, the white symbol of the Eyes on their lapels and epaulettes - an angular, rigidly stencilled eye, with a vertical slit for a pupil.- they came trooping towards him, rifles shouldered, as of yet unaware that they were being aimed at.
Gently, Daniel inhaled, and began to apply pressure to the trigger, preparing to take another life in the name of the IRIO - when they turned sharply to inspect the first jetty.
The Eyes didn't know where they were yet - a result, no doubt, of the misinformation and failsafe tactics employed by Ponta. A double edged sword, however, considering that rather than using a single, condensed force to strike at a known target, they would be out in force all across the city.
The others were going to have a hard time getting here.
But at le-
Before Daniel could finish thinking, there was a sharp shout from the end of the docks - a man barking orders. Not an officer, it was too... far reaching. Echoing in a way it shouldn't be.
Daniel turned his eyes towards the ramp again, and caught view of a tall man in a long black coat, with white trim, and the White Eye on his lapel.
An Inquisitor.
Fuck.
Yup. That's pretty much how that went.
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