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Jigano, at least, agreed with Loren’s assessment that they should distribute amulets to the more battle-ready individuals. For his part, he agreed with the bard’s assessment of who those individuals were. Wessex and Rexanna would have his magic already, if all went well, but he supposed providing them with amulets would just improve their chances. It wasn’t as if the Launceleyn needed them. ”That makes sense to me. And healing is usually a burst, except with difficult wounds, or old wounds, or those caused by dark magic.” Actually, only Remi’s blindness had given the summoner any trouble, but it had been quite a memorable experience. Still, he was assuming a lot there, and assuming the worst. Again.
”I can see why that would be a bad idea.” The less they attracted the monsters, the better; even he, uninitiated in the ways of LongNight as he was, knew that much. ”What gifts?” The summoner thought they’d finished setting up the perch. Thankfully, getting the food to and from the Rathskellar went quickly enough, though they were left with the few remaining carpets. Sighing, he called upon his golem again before picking up yet another rug. ”I’d be happy to help transport some volumes.” It was a good idea. Even if the Launceleyn would be too vigilant to read for pleasure, it would help keep others placated.
”I can see why that would be a bad idea.” The less they attracted the monsters, the better; even he, uninitiated in the ways of LongNight as he was, knew that much. ”What gifts?” The summoner thought they’d finished setting up the perch. Thankfully, getting the food to and from the Rathskellar went quickly enough, though they were left with the few remaining carpets. Sighing, he called upon his golem again before picking up yet another rug. ”I’d be happy to help transport some volumes.” It was a good idea. Even if the Launceleyn would be too vigilant to read for pleasure, it would help keep others placated.
Never judge a book by its cover.
