"That is a useful talent for a monster hunter!" Jigano agreed with a grin. "It will make the next Long Night a lot safer, too... Assuming you can use it to pass through walls and doors and such, if you spend the week in the Rathskeller you can check to see if whoever is banging on the door is a human in need or a monster trick!" Looking far ahead was something of habit of the bard's, and his grin faded as he grew more sober for a moment. "In fact, that's something that you and I should speak more of at some point soon... I may have a way of dealing with less, ah, tangible foes, if they're ghosts or disembodied spirits that the Monster Hunter's weapons would have trouble with."
For the moment, the only intangible 'foe' was Ronin's illusion - projection? - and when the Guildmaster moved it off to the side they returned to their purely physical sparring match. Moving at half speed, Jigano's edge was blunted and even though the Captain was distracted by his projection his technique was far better than the bard's untutored efforts. It was a good thing they weren't aiming to actually hurt each other, or the lorekeeper would have had as many bruises as his sparring partner by the time Ronin paused their fighting. Jigano grimaced, shaking his hand out, and glanced to Ronin with a wry grin.
"Ah, well, technically I didn't. When I said that I hadn't realized you could see and hear through that projection, and move it separately from yourself with such precision. The spell I knew was an illusion that created several images of myself around and near me, that mimicked my movements. Something like a split reflection from multiple mirrors, so that someone trying to hit me wouldn't know which one was the real me. They could still get a lucky shot in and land a blow, but it added a level of confusion to the proceedings that helped me avoid a particularly nasty shot more than once." He flexed his fingers again, looking ruefully down at them. "Though it seems I'm as likely to do as much damage to myself as I am to you with these punches!"
For the moment, the only intangible 'foe' was Ronin's illusion - projection? - and when the Guildmaster moved it off to the side they returned to their purely physical sparring match. Moving at half speed, Jigano's edge was blunted and even though the Captain was distracted by his projection his technique was far better than the bard's untutored efforts. It was a good thing they weren't aiming to actually hurt each other, or the lorekeeper would have had as many bruises as his sparring partner by the time Ronin paused their fighting. Jigano grimaced, shaking his hand out, and glanced to Ronin with a wry grin.
"Ah, well, technically I didn't. When I said that I hadn't realized you could see and hear through that projection, and move it separately from yourself with such precision. The spell I knew was an illusion that created several images of myself around and near me, that mimicked my movements. Something like a split reflection from multiple mirrors, so that someone trying to hit me wouldn't know which one was the real me. They could still get a lucky shot in and land a blow, but it added a level of confusion to the proceedings that helped me avoid a particularly nasty shot more than once." He flexed his fingers again, looking ruefully down at them. "Though it seems I'm as likely to do as much damage to myself as I am to you with these punches!"
