Lunch<br/><br/>"We gather knowledge." Angelo responds. "The names are sometimes non-indicative. We do have a belief that knowledge has a price, which occasionally leads us to conflict with the Council..." He says, his gave returning to Sarah. It looks like they both want to say something, but at they same time, they really don't want to. "And as for the Ascended...there's two kinds. Oracles and Exalts. The Exalts are the ones that don't want others to have magic, because they like being on top. The Oracles said 'fuck that' and followed them into ascension for the sole reason of stopping them."<br/><br/>Selene<br/><br/>"The Lady of the Rain?" The bartender says. "Sorry, I don't mean to interject, but if you're going after the True Fey...good fucking luck." Dean chuckled. "All the staff are Changelings, so, no worries." The bartender nods. "We all have the power to shape dreams, but what she did sounds like a little more then that. Who's head was she in? I don't need details, just...what does he do for a living?"