Jigano kept his face politely interested, though he couldn't help but note that Abasi seemed to be jealous of those others who received communication with the gods while he did not. "Do you think you are entitled to speak to the gods here, then?" he asked curiously. "Even the ones who had nothing to do with bringing you here?" Not that the Voice had chosen Abasi specifically, as far as Jigano understood it. How her portals worked and who they chose he still didn't know, but there seemed to be little rhyme or reason to it now that she was free of her prison and back to spreading plagues and death across the land.
The tool displayed had him nodding his head in understanding, offering the mortician a smile. "Creation magic," he confirmed. "In its basic form, I'm guessing? Can you only make about five or so objects a day?" There seemed to be some wiggle room with it, but that was the limit the notes on Abandoned magic had specified. The other skill, though... Jigano nodded slowly, taking mental note of what was described. "Purification, though... that's an uncommon one. I've not found anything about it before in the records here. That will be useful, though, especially against someone like Zariah."
The mention of healing had his smile returning, warmer than it had been as he nodded. "The basic form of healing magic, as well. Practice it enough and you'll find yourself able to heal serious wounds and sicknesses of the mind as well as the body. Eventually you might even be able to knit broken bones back together and save someone from the brink of death." Given that he was running a house of death that was certainly an interesting talent to have acquired. Bad for business, if he was the selfish type.
Since Abasi didn't seem to mind magic, and there were few people passing by at the moment, Jigano eyed the row of bushes as he considered the question put to him. "Do you mind if I give them a little encouragement?" he asked courteously while he thought. "So far I seem to be a healer of the second tier, and I have earth magic as well. It lets me work with rocks, dirt... and plants," he explained with a wry smile. "I've never really had a chance to do much gardening before, so it's a bit odd to find I suddenly have a very green thumb." In a manner of speaking.
The question of lore had Jigano grinning openly as he sat back on his heels. "Whatever lore we are asked to find, or that our own research takes us after," he responded, amused. "Old, forgotten lore unearthed from dusty tomes or new information gained from exploring the world around us, gathered and collected in one place and chronicled for easier searching and future use by those who need it. I can tell you about the system of magic on this world, the local gods, the flora and fauna of the Hollowed Grounds, the village of the Fae or the weaknesses of the Ascended. History, geography, festivals and traditions... each of our members has their own specialties as well."
The tool displayed had him nodding his head in understanding, offering the mortician a smile. "Creation magic," he confirmed. "In its basic form, I'm guessing? Can you only make about five or so objects a day?" There seemed to be some wiggle room with it, but that was the limit the notes on Abandoned magic had specified. The other skill, though... Jigano nodded slowly, taking mental note of what was described. "Purification, though... that's an uncommon one. I've not found anything about it before in the records here. That will be useful, though, especially against someone like Zariah."
The mention of healing had his smile returning, warmer than it had been as he nodded. "The basic form of healing magic, as well. Practice it enough and you'll find yourself able to heal serious wounds and sicknesses of the mind as well as the body. Eventually you might even be able to knit broken bones back together and save someone from the brink of death." Given that he was running a house of death that was certainly an interesting talent to have acquired. Bad for business, if he was the selfish type.
Since Abasi didn't seem to mind magic, and there were few people passing by at the moment, Jigano eyed the row of bushes as he considered the question put to him. "Do you mind if I give them a little encouragement?" he asked courteously while he thought. "So far I seem to be a healer of the second tier, and I have earth magic as well. It lets me work with rocks, dirt... and plants," he explained with a wry smile. "I've never really had a chance to do much gardening before, so it's a bit odd to find I suddenly have a very green thumb." In a manner of speaking.
The question of lore had Jigano grinning openly as he sat back on his heels. "Whatever lore we are asked to find, or that our own research takes us after," he responded, amused. "Old, forgotten lore unearthed from dusty tomes or new information gained from exploring the world around us, gathered and collected in one place and chronicled for easier searching and future use by those who need it. I can tell you about the system of magic on this world, the local gods, the flora and fauna of the Hollowed Grounds, the village of the Fae or the weaknesses of the Ascended. History, geography, festivals and traditions... each of our members has their own specialties as well."
