There was too much to convey, too much to learn and grapple with when one stepped unwillingly between worlds - or was pushed, or fell, as the cases might be. Some things could only be truly understood with time, and others would have to be felt before they could be known. As much as he wished to offer Cera all the experience and wisdom he had gained in the past year upon Caido, he could only give so much in this first meeting before stepping back and letting it all sink in, lest they risk losing important knowledge in the tide of new information. The bard had spent a week prowling the woods in the shape of a fox before he had ventured into town, letting his thoughts settle and come to grips with what had happened to him. The least he could do was give Cera a few minutes now towards the same end.
A common hazard in autumn - Leafchange, as it's called here, the raven explained, glad to hear the genuine fondness in his friend's voice for Melita. They're a... 'sentient' might be going a bit far, but they're gourds that act like... well, like rabid animals, usually. They've got eyes and mouths cut into them, and a fire burning within as they hop and roll after anything they can catch. Magical creatures, without a doubt. They're mostly a nuisance, but they can leave a nasty bruise and be a menace to children and smaller animals. Fangorn, I'm glad to say, is lively but well-behaved. Or at least, as well-behaved as his mistress! Which was to say, prone to mischief and not averse to a little mayhem on the side.
Deimos, it seemed, rarely inspired great joy in those who had known him. The raven bobbed his head in a cautious nod, a flicker of startlement in the Attuned link that one of Deimos's soldiers had hurt his friend. Especially over something so foolish! But Cera continued, waving away the worry that had started to fill the raven's breast, and the dyed bird croaked a thoughtful agreement. It is hard to think of him 'changing', he admitted. He seems too stubborn for that. He glanced slyly back at the man accompanying him as he landed on the last outstretched branch before the trees fell away completely. The Settlement was visible as a scatter of ruined buildings nearer at hand, but the path dove through them towards more intact structures, and a few larger buildings towards the center, though they looked small from this distance.
Isuma leapt from Cera's shoulder in a sudden bound, wings flaring to catch the wind and light both as she flew to a branch above Jigano, chirruping a cheerful apology to the new arrival. Those two tall buildings that you see? The round one is the Atheneum, the other is the Temple. You should be able to find help in either place, or at least people willing to direct you to where you can get what you need. I will look forward to seeing you again, friend Cera, and hopefully under brighter skies!
A common hazard in autumn - Leafchange, as it's called here, the raven explained, glad to hear the genuine fondness in his friend's voice for Melita. They're a... 'sentient' might be going a bit far, but they're gourds that act like... well, like rabid animals, usually. They've got eyes and mouths cut into them, and a fire burning within as they hop and roll after anything they can catch. Magical creatures, without a doubt. They're mostly a nuisance, but they can leave a nasty bruise and be a menace to children and smaller animals. Fangorn, I'm glad to say, is lively but well-behaved. Or at least, as well-behaved as his mistress! Which was to say, prone to mischief and not averse to a little mayhem on the side.
Deimos, it seemed, rarely inspired great joy in those who had known him. The raven bobbed his head in a cautious nod, a flicker of startlement in the Attuned link that one of Deimos's soldiers had hurt his friend. Especially over something so foolish! But Cera continued, waving away the worry that had started to fill the raven's breast, and the dyed bird croaked a thoughtful agreement. It is hard to think of him 'changing', he admitted. He seems too stubborn for that. He glanced slyly back at the man accompanying him as he landed on the last outstretched branch before the trees fell away completely. The Settlement was visible as a scatter of ruined buildings nearer at hand, but the path dove through them towards more intact structures, and a few larger buildings towards the center, though they looked small from this distance.
Isuma leapt from Cera's shoulder in a sudden bound, wings flaring to catch the wind and light both as she flew to a branch above Jigano, chirruping a cheerful apology to the new arrival. Those two tall buildings that you see? The round one is the Atheneum, the other is the Temple. You should be able to find help in either place, or at least people willing to direct you to where you can get what you need. I will look forward to seeing you again, friend Cera, and hopefully under brighter skies!
