It was shortly after the formation of the Council of the 10 Legions that Belzor Lincon, then counsel to the Bearer of Wan, set off to what was then known only as ‘The Depths’. For 6 rotations and seven moons, Belzor roamed as he saw fit and on the eighth moon returned, unannounced and without fanfare.
It was clear from the onset of his return that something deep and profound had changed within Belzor; the deep stare so characteristic of the BISH! had been replaced with eyes, that when looked on, made one feel as if they were falling deep into the galaxy. Belzor Lincon, it was said, had found the ’Thought’.
The Thought. A state of mind it was said only the Monks of the Plateaus of Rock had mastered, allowing those which possessed it to peer deep into the ’situation’ to foretell events before they happened. Not a fortune teller, nor a soothsayer, he who possessed the ‘Thought’ it was said could see the ‘situation’ to the finest detail.
Without notice or word, Belzor Lincon once again left that which was familiar and returned to The Depths. This time though, after a period, he let it be known where he could be summoned, should the need arise. It was certain, he said in his missive, that he had indeed mastered the ‘Thought’ through his travels, and it was his intention to offer it to the Council as a service to the greater good. It was, as he stated, what he has seen.
Belzor became known as the ‘Thought Lincon’, sitting his seat on the Council from afar, interconnected through the Plasmas of Five to the network of BISH! and beyond. To this day he tirelessly peers into the futures in an attempt to foretell the coming of the Flea Uprising.