Isuma was not usually shy about asking for attention, and she purred and pressed into scratching fingers, her fur and feathers soft and warm. Her body was smaller than she looked, hidden beneath the thick fluff and plumage, but it kept her warm even in Halo's wicked climate. Some parts of her were clearly feline, others inarguably avian, but much of her conformation was a mix of both - or neither, something unique to the hexapodal warm-blooded predator she was.
"You'll find me a long-winded teacher, I'm afraid," Jigano admitted ruefully. "But I'll do my best not to bore you."
In time Chulane might be surprised, indeed, to learn more about the white-haired bard and the world he had come from, but for the moment it was Caido they spoke of rather than each other, and Jigano's chuckle was downright delighted at the newcomer's enthusiasm. "The Atheneum is full of books," he assured him, "though many are in languages we haven't deciphered yet. But the books in the Loreseeker's Guildhall are written in the common tongue here and available to those who visit us. Copies can be made on request, of course, for those you want to keep." They'd learned early on that loaning out the originals to strangers who might disappear could make getting them back... difficult.
Isuma gave a concerned trill at the pause in pets, but returned to purring in Chuy's lap when he resumed. Jigano nodded enthusiastically at the other man's plaint, but paused as the food and ale arrived to give the waiter a grateful nod. Tearing off a chunk of bread to dip in his stew, he barely stopped himself from using it to point across the table in emphasis. "Exactly! That's why my Guild largely exists. It's an easy place for anyone to come and ask questions or search our collections. And we hold classes once in a while, too. Largely geared towards Outlanders," he admitted ruefully. "But all are welcome to attend." He took a bite, chewing and swallowing quickly so he could get back to the conversation at hand.
"So... I don't want to risk repeating what you already know. Have you heard about the different races here? The regions? The gods?"
"You'll find me a long-winded teacher, I'm afraid," Jigano admitted ruefully. "But I'll do my best not to bore you."
In time Chulane might be surprised, indeed, to learn more about the white-haired bard and the world he had come from, but for the moment it was Caido they spoke of rather than each other, and Jigano's chuckle was downright delighted at the newcomer's enthusiasm. "The Atheneum is full of books," he assured him, "though many are in languages we haven't deciphered yet. But the books in the Loreseeker's Guildhall are written in the common tongue here and available to those who visit us. Copies can be made on request, of course, for those you want to keep." They'd learned early on that loaning out the originals to strangers who might disappear could make getting them back... difficult.
Isuma gave a concerned trill at the pause in pets, but returned to purring in Chuy's lap when he resumed. Jigano nodded enthusiastically at the other man's plaint, but paused as the food and ale arrived to give the waiter a grateful nod. Tearing off a chunk of bread to dip in his stew, he barely stopped himself from using it to point across the table in emphasis. "Exactly! That's why my Guild largely exists. It's an easy place for anyone to come and ask questions or search our collections. And we hold classes once in a while, too. Largely geared towards Outlanders," he admitted ruefully. "But all are welcome to attend." He took a bite, chewing and swallowing quickly so he could get back to the conversation at hand.
"So... I don't want to risk repeating what you already know. Have you heard about the different races here? The regions? The gods?"
