Your fellow agents escort in a Reluctant Courier, who's managing to look both terrified and sullen. You say what's this all about. The Courier hesitates, so STONES BLIND puts a heavy hand on their shoulder. Blind is just your TRACKER, not the scariest member of your gang, but a little subsonic growling goes a long way. The courier starts to sweat and says okay okay!! They were getting to it!! The ECLIPTIC CENOBIUM has released the interpretation of the newest prophecy, and the agents are supposed to hear it ASAP. Skaia even said where to find all of them.
You lean forward, intrigued. Go on, you say.