(1510) Consilium

[Avis]

"You're wrong, Miach," Avis declared, voice rising with annoying sharpness. "The Lie and the Abyss are not the same thing. Though the Lie is in Conflict with the Truth, it is still shaped by the Truth. The Exarch's thrones are in the Supernal Realms, and it is from there that they are able to create their dominion. The Abyss, however...that is the antithesis of everything. Truth or Lie.

"It does not matter what you think," she continued. "The Abyss cannot be known. It is impossible to learn of it! I know, for I have seen Scelesi twice and took part in destroying the last twisted cabal of them that had infested a part of this city. Those are the remains of people that tried to learn about the Abyss! If you attempt to do the same then you shall end up just the same as them. So do not try to learn of the Abyss! Do not fall into hubris and think that you are different from all those before you. If you have any sense, you will destroy those papers and only record how you stopped this manifestation."

"But," she added, holding up a hand, "as Emrys mentioned, yes, autonomy is something Cabals are allowed within the confines of the written laws and the dictates of the Council. Just don't think that that autonomy is a shield if anyone begins fucking around with the Abyss. That would make you an Enemy of the Consilium, and were that to happen then I would take an Oath against you just as I am about to do now against the Banishers."

The Talon cleared her throat, dropped her hands, and then spoke clearly and slowly, "I, Avis of Pandemonium, First Talon of the Ungula Draconis, swear to rid the city of the drug known as GLO and to rid Sacramento State University of every Banisher on the campus."

A simple statement, but one that resonated with power, with the Supernal. For speech and action were one and the same for the Adamantine Arrow. If something was said, it was done. If it was done, then it had been said. Such was the strength of the Oath.

Avis is going to bind 2 points of the Oathbound Merit into this questing oath. As Avis is likely to fail or die in this task, the additional cost is 0.

[Truce]

Truce regards Avis with a long and focused stare in reaction to her words. Not just the Oath that has been given, but the mention of Scelesti and their eradication from the city. It rings a tone deep within Truce.

"Well said, Councilor Avis," he remarks to her before turning back to July.

"Sentinel July, your concerns are noted. A well-informed Sentinel is a more effective one, after all. But I feel I must agree with Councilor Emrys who has this matter well in-hand. Please work with him to bring yourself up-to-date on the matter and to determine if there is indeed no further threat to the Consililum."

"Regarding the matter of these notes, I too would wish to see them destroyed to avoid repeated attempts to make contact with the Abyss, if they do happen to house that information. As a compromise I suggest that the notes be made available for investigation by the Mysterium representative during a set time period before being destroyed with a Guardian witness present. But, in agreement with Councilor Avis, I see no cause to force Councilor Emrys to make such a decision. The notes are within his care unless someone can find evidence to suggest they are indeed a threat, in which case this Council would be responsible to see to it that they are disposed of."

All the Councilor can offer are solutions, mediation, and a voice of reason. Whether the members decide to follow that reason is beyond his control for the moment.

[Crowley]

Crowley's mouth opens in surprise.

Oaths were powerful, powerful things. He had not expected this. Not from Avis. Her revelation about clearing out Scelesti only accentuated his surprise. For a moment, he could do little other than stare with a mixture of disquiet and admiration. Eventually, he shook himself and dragged his focus back to the question at hand.

"Um. How about the Council make the papers available to any who wish to check them? Why give one group special privelidge?"

He moved, winced a little, struggled in his seat.

[Miach]

While Miach didn't particularly agree with Emrys's explanation of his actions, it didn't actually matter so long as Knowledge was Preserved, and he merely nodded as a supporter of the general motion that the notes be kept.

That was also why he didn't agree with Avis's take on the situation, and shook his head in denegation. Sleepers studied with appropriate care and respect many things that could be lethal or even anathema to them - be it poisonous animals, drugs, radioactivity or the void of space, and grew stronger as a race from it. Regardless of his disagreement, she would have his support in her actions against GLO and the Banishers, and he nodded firmly in support as she swore an Oath obviously filled with Power. To the Enchanter, who was passingly familiar with Fate, it resonated even more. The dangers to it were obvious, but he would have her back on that. "Yes." he said stoically, for all around to hear if they had such a mind.

As for Crowley's opinion, it was all the more a proof that the Free Council and the Mysterium didn't think alike. "Because Knowledge has a Price, that not all can pay..." he thought, tskking, but he couldn't voice it aloud like that. "Because the dangers may be real indeed, and it would probably be wise to make sure those notes are only read by those who can safely do it ?" he said in reply to the former Herald, his tone more of a rhetoric question than sarcasm, though there was still perhaps a hint of it.

That said, the Curator then stood, and made an announcement of his own "On a different note... I would like to let everyone know that the Mysterium will try to provide even more help to this Consilium. Currently, it means that our Library's content, organized to support research on Grimoires and the Lex Magica, can mostly be made available on demand. Interested parties can talk with me anytime." to discuss the price, the Curator thought, but didn't actually say it...

[Emrys]

And so he spoke, and so he spoke...

"Again your wrong on several points, but I'm not wasting more time on the matter. I brought it to your attention as soon as I was able given I thought the Sentinel with me would handle the security report but whatever. I'm done talking about this, either proclaim your desire for a duel or sit back down. If your problem is with me personally then you can whine at the Path meeting instead of wasting more of the entire Concilium's time saying the same things."

The Enchanter returned his attention to the rest of the Concilium. "I'll meet with Flidais at our earliest convenience to discuss the notes, and write a report for the Concilium regarding the results of the meeting, what I learned of the creature through Divination, and how we defeated the creature itself. If the creature should return I believe that will amply supply the Concilium with the information they need to fight it without telling every John and Jane Doe how to radio the Abyss."

Emrys continued to scan the crowd, though his eyes did linger on most the Enchanters for an extra second before continuing along. He couldn't help but wonder if this is how he sounded to Nous back in the day, but then a silent coup was a bit more immediately threatening then the way a report was given.

"I'd like to shelve my earlier concern for the Councilor meeting, is there any other business before the meeting adjourns?"

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*Fools would kill a snake because it has venom and not even think about making an antivenom or how to prevent its harm.* Flidais thinks inwardly to herself she wanted to interject however was not sure there was so much to Address, Star's terrible logic, July's outburst and concerns, Avis's inanities... oh and that oath. She wanted to speak, to shout! To roar at everything they said that didn't make sense! but she didn't, she was so close to it but then Emrys spoke up, reasonable and clear. She shook her head briefly, things were going her way, mostly, no need to point out the issues at this stage then. Although that lingering doubt on the fate of the notes nagged at her. *Next meeting with Emrys I won't have my pack nor Tyria or Miach... I hope I can fight pancryptia alone.* With a slight smile Flidais gives a brief nod Emrys, acknowledging what he said, but not wanting to take to the floor.