Jigano smiled and bowed his head graciously at Oliver's kind words, a murmured 'thank you' passing his lips before they moved on to lighter things. He chuckled at the mention of a lion, though, arching a brow at the young man with a grin. "Gentle, kindly Remi has a lion shift," he pointed out, his relationship with the alchemist having come a long a way in the past year. "Sometimes the shapes a soul takes aren't always what you'd expect. Killian, another previous member of the guild, had a cheetah shape," he added, his voice taking on a wistful hint of nostalgia. "He was always moving, always tapping his fingers or feet, never still. Swift as sunlight in either form. But who knows what yours would take? Until it happens, it's anyone's guess. It's not something we choose... at least, not among the Attuned I've spoken with." Often it was something that arose more from 'need' than 'want,' with no way to predict what shift would come next.
The advice he gave on Ludo was because he knew that god best of the three old gods who regularly answered prayers. His prayers to Safrin had ended in pain, and he had never prayed to Frey, only knew of them from Safrin's book and second-hand descriptions. So he offered Oliver the best that he could give, and left the young man to do what he pleased with what he had learned. "A toy cat, definitely," he suggested with a smile before letting the topic drop.
He knew that Oliver's memories were scrambled, but he seemed very certain about some things, so it didn't hurt to check. "You may have tattoos and even scars from your previous form, but it's true. From what we've seen, those that come through the portal are often different than they were before, even if it's not outwardly obvious. The fact that you have magic now when you didn't before would be proof enough of that, but it's the same for all Outlanders... though the ones who were previously different races and now find themselves in human bodies are the most obviously changed."
The advice he gave on Ludo was because he knew that god best of the three old gods who regularly answered prayers. His prayers to Safrin had ended in pain, and he had never prayed to Frey, only knew of them from Safrin's book and second-hand descriptions. So he offered Oliver the best that he could give, and left the young man to do what he pleased with what he had learned. "A toy cat, definitely," he suggested with a smile before letting the topic drop.
He knew that Oliver's memories were scrambled, but he seemed very certain about some things, so it didn't hurt to check. "You may have tattoos and even scars from your previous form, but it's true. From what we've seen, those that come through the portal are often different than they were before, even if it's not outwardly obvious. The fact that you have magic now when you didn't before would be proof enough of that, but it's the same for all Outlanders... though the ones who were previously different races and now find themselves in human bodies are the most obviously changed."
