"Were you a warrior as well as a human, then?" Jigano grinned back, trying not to react to the prickle of tension that raised invisible hackles across his neck and shoulders at speaking so casually of his no-longer-exactly-a-secret. "I've learned from talking with Remi that my world was quite a bit different from Northhaven. Humans are just one race among many, there. My, ah, 'foxiness' was just an aspect of my heritage, not a choice that was made like it is here, and had nothing to do with my ability to wield magic." He tilted his head to the side as he stole a glance at his companion before looking back to their path. "I was a caster though, yes. An Oracle and a bard, in fact, with magic drawn from both." One a result of his family curse/blessing, the other a chosen vocation when he took a more active stance in his world.
Ronin's tale was decidedly less heroic than Jigano had been imagining, considering his display of leadership leading up to the Spire. "I had assumed you were a captain, not a citizen," he admitted wryly, though most of his attention was now on the Wicker Woman before them.
"Try to coax it around one of the standing trees, just in case," he advised, uncertain of how fast the tree would respond and not wanting Ronin to get pulled off-balance. He pulled on his gloves and unlimbered the axe, looking ruefully at the small blade. "It might take a few cuts from this to go through. I must admit, I'm not particularly strong..." But he took position near to Ronin anyways, ready to dart forward and strike once the demigod had teased a branch out for him to land a blow on.
Ronin's tale was decidedly less heroic than Jigano had been imagining, considering his display of leadership leading up to the Spire. "I had assumed you were a captain, not a citizen," he admitted wryly, though most of his attention was now on the Wicker Woman before them.
"Try to coax it around one of the standing trees, just in case," he advised, uncertain of how fast the tree would respond and not wanting Ronin to get pulled off-balance. He pulled on his gloves and unlimbered the axe, looking ruefully at the small blade. "It might take a few cuts from this to go through. I must admit, I'm not particularly strong..." But he took position near to Ronin anyways, ready to dart forward and strike once the demigod had teased a branch out for him to land a blow on.
