[ Set has always been a curious creature; a free-spirited divinity that patrolled the borders of Egypt and bumped elbows with foreign travelers, merchants and gods from neighboring territories. For a long time, he left Egypt's lands more often than he remained there, visiting foreign dignitaries and residing in the company of pantheons that were not his own — some younger, some older, some as close to him as his own siblings were. To learn of them and their ways, their cultures and values, was to be better prepared to face them; it is a core trait he brings to Kenos, as well.
Hence, his alliance with Silco. Hence, his willingness to learn from a demon.
Hence, his desire to immediately go to the Viomichanikós District and seek out whatever was behind its tightly controlled borders. There is a locked door, and he wants to open it. This man predates Pandora by centuries, and will always, always seek to sate his curiosity. To share it with others, Meridian or Zenith, to ensure they know better, they are wizened and can make better choices. So that they can rue the choices they have made, and suffer knowing they should have done more, done better. ]
Mark my words, I do not care if this casts Springstar in a poor light. I know the two of you will spin a tale if you need to, but I also know you are as curious about the nature of this world — in the same exact way I am. What knowledge we find, we can use to strengthen ourselves.
[ All three are smart ( and stupid ), and value their strength. They seek more, and that is why he is willing to work with them. Few others care to look beyond the battle for the Oracle, and take advantage of the opportunity that presents itself in the form of an abandoned city, ripe for the pickings. Set brings the two of them into the burning, painful depths of Springstar, familiar with the city enough to be a commendable guide. He holds a parasol over his Zenite companions, the holes in it patched with a difficult application of his Meridian-based spells: lacy, red-colored wisteria blossoms pool over the side and bulk out its protective capacity.
At the mouth of the industrial district, he points. The tallest warehouse in Viomichanikós no longer spills smoke into the sky, but it is his goal nonetheless. ]
SILCO & SEBASTIAN.
Hence, his alliance with Silco. Hence, his willingness to learn from a demon.
Hence, his desire to immediately go to the Viomichanikós District and seek out whatever was behind its tightly controlled borders. There is a locked door, and he wants to open it. This man predates Pandora by centuries, and will always, always seek to sate his curiosity. To share it with others, Meridian or Zenith, to ensure they know better, they are wizened and can make better choices. So that they can rue the choices they have made, and suffer knowing they should have done more, done better. ]
Mark my words, I do not care if this casts Springstar in a poor light. I know the two of you will spin a tale if you need to, but I also know you are as curious about the nature of this world — in the same exact way I am. What knowledge we find, we can use to strengthen ourselves.
[ All three are smart ( and stupid ), and value their strength. They seek more, and that is why he is willing to work with them. Few others care to look beyond the battle for the Oracle, and take advantage of the opportunity that presents itself in the form of an abandoned city, ripe for the pickings. Set brings the two of them into the burning, painful depths of Springstar, familiar with the city enough to be a commendable guide. He holds a parasol over his Zenite companions, the holes in it patched with a difficult application of his Meridian-based spells: lacy, red-colored wisteria blossoms pool over the side and bulk out its protective capacity.
At the mouth of the industrial district, he points. The tallest warehouse in Viomichanikós no longer spills smoke into the sky, but it is his goal nonetheless. ]
What do you think? Shall we see what is hiding?