Cidolfus remained quiet, but his silence spoke volumes. Does he truly know of anything or anyone capable of halting their downward spiral into sin? The good doctor takes a moment to ponder while keeping his gaze focused upon his white gloved hands. "Do you mean to halt the inevitable, my lord?" Cidolfus asks after one too many minutes of silence.
"The road of good intentions is often paved in the blood. This much you know quite well considering our past exploits in both Archades and fair Nabradia." He mumbles quietly as if to keep the local street urchins from overhearing their discussion. While no one would expect the Former-Emperor and the Good Doctor to take up residence here, Dr. Cid isn't the type to take any chances. He much rather have the entire world believe he's still dead than to announce his miraculous resurrection to all. "Therefore, think wisely, my lord. Have we not attempted to free Ivalice once before from a similar end? We've already paid the Reaper's toll twice over." Cidolfus lets out a slight sigh as he pinches the bridge of his nose.
"If only I had learned more during Venat's tutelage, then perhaps I would have your answer. “ Another sigh leaves him. “But alas, I find myself thinking of the old scripts that spoke of the great Omega’s crusade against the Scions of long past.” He waves his hand in a dismissive manner as if to shoo the thought away. "Only the Occurians had mastered technology in such a way to create the Mark Twelve. It's said that Omega Mark Twelve was once powerful enough to force even the legendary Zodiark into crystal stasis."
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"The road of good intentions is often paved in the blood. This much you know quite well considering our past exploits in both Archades and fair Nabradia." He mumbles quietly as if to keep the local street urchins from overhearing their discussion. While no one would expect the Former-Emperor and the Good Doctor to take up residence here, Dr. Cid isn't the type to take any chances. He much rather have the entire world believe he's still dead than to announce his miraculous resurrection to all. "Therefore, think wisely, my lord. Have we not attempted to free Ivalice once before from a similar end? We've already paid the Reaper's toll twice over." Cidolfus lets out a slight sigh as he pinches the bridge of his nose.
"If only I had learned more during Venat's tutelage, then perhaps I would have your answer. “ Another sigh leaves him. “But alas, I find myself thinking of the old scripts that spoke of the great Omega’s crusade against the Scions of long past.” He waves his hand in a dismissive manner as if to shoo the thought away. "Only the Occurians had mastered technology in such a way to create the Mark Twelve. It's said that Omega Mark Twelve was once powerful enough to force even the legendary Zodiark into crystal stasis."