"A long-lost heir to a tribal throne?" Jigano asked, half-curious and half-teasing as he coaxed the story along. "How long did the journey take to get there?" For there was no doubt in his mind that it had been a harrowing trek across many lands to reach it, filled with adventure and perhaps the collection of more companions along the way. Of course, it could have just been a boring walk across the face of the world... but where was the fun in that? Unless it let Caiside jump ahead to the next key twist in the tale!
The bard wasn't quite as swayed by compliments and blandishments as his friend was (he hoped) but they were still nice to hear, and he smiled gratefully at the support he received in turn from the skilled smith. "It is... one that I never thought I'd tell, in truth, but on Caido there doesn't seem to be any reason not to," he admitted. "Though it's a tale that is hard to believe, even from one who lived it." He shook his head ruefully. "Ships that sailed not seas, but the spaces between stars, that crashed on the shore of my world and brought their ancient ghosts and grudges - and would-be gods - with them."
He grimaced a little at his poor technique, but that was why they were practicing, and he was learning. Drawing a steadying breath to quiet the curl of blight in his blood he nodded at the suggestion and watched Caiside more closely, adjusting his pun accordingly as they went back to work.
The bard wasn't quite as swayed by compliments and blandishments as his friend was (he hoped) but they were still nice to hear, and he smiled gratefully at the support he received in turn from the skilled smith. "It is... one that I never thought I'd tell, in truth, but on Caido there doesn't seem to be any reason not to," he admitted. "Though it's a tale that is hard to believe, even from one who lived it." He shook his head ruefully. "Ships that sailed not seas, but the spaces between stars, that crashed on the shore of my world and brought their ancient ghosts and grudges - and would-be gods - with them."
He grimaced a little at his poor technique, but that was why they were practicing, and he was learning. Drawing a steadying breath to quiet the curl of blight in his blood he nodded at the suggestion and watched Caiside more closely, adjusting his pun accordingly as they went back to work.
