It was a bit of a relief to meet another polite Outlander after his mixed encounter during LongNight. Oliver was a breath of fresh air with his courtesy and kindness, and Jigano nodded his head in acceptance of the young man's empathy for the lost Caiside. "Thank you," he murmured, before turning the conversation to hopefully lighter things.
Making tea for guests of the guild had become a tradition that helped to soothe and center the provost and it did so again now, letting him find comfort in the small acts of welcome and hospitality that helped define the Loreseekers. "You'll find apples to be a common ingredient here," he said conversationally as he worked. "Not much grows well in the weary soil here, but the apple trees are an exception, so the fruit is used quite often." Which gave him an idea for trading with the newly-opened land through the portal, in point of fact.
He noted the finger tapping and hid a rueful smile. He hadn't asked the most comfortable question, but so far there wasn't really much competition or ill will between any of the guilds that he knew of. Between individual members? Oh yes, there were always personality conflicts of one sort of another, but that was inevitable in any large group of people. "I've helped Bastien out before," he reassured Oliver with a wry grin. "And the Loreseekers are on good terms with the Monster Hunter's Guild. We share information with them, and sometimes accompany them on hunts to take notes on the dangerous beasts they've been sent after, to protect the Settlement." He paused, unsure of that Guild's fate now that their guildhall was burned down and Ronin was dealing with his own demigodhood and family besides. And speaking of that family... "The Artisan's are a solid, stable option as well if you have some sort of crafting or trade skill, and Remi is a good man to get to know, if you haven't already."
But Oliver had come to learn about the Loreseekers, and Jigano relaxed into the chair as he considered the young man before him thoughtfully. "The Loreseekers are a bit of an odd bunch compared to the other guilds, in truth," he admitted, wry humor in his eyes. "We're bound together by two main traits." He held up a finger. "First, curiosity, and the desire to know more. About this world, its history, its plants and animals, its gods and spirits and peoples... a Loreseeker is always learning. And second..." Another finger. "We seek to share that knowledge with others, to help and improve people's lives, or simply to assuage their own curiosity and questions." There was more, of course. There always was. But for the moment he paused, letting his hand fall in a graceful gesture for Oliver to ask any questions he might have already.
Making tea for guests of the guild had become a tradition that helped to soothe and center the provost and it did so again now, letting him find comfort in the small acts of welcome and hospitality that helped define the Loreseekers. "You'll find apples to be a common ingredient here," he said conversationally as he worked. "Not much grows well in the weary soil here, but the apple trees are an exception, so the fruit is used quite often." Which gave him an idea for trading with the newly-opened land through the portal, in point of fact.
He noted the finger tapping and hid a rueful smile. He hadn't asked the most comfortable question, but so far there wasn't really much competition or ill will between any of the guilds that he knew of. Between individual members? Oh yes, there were always personality conflicts of one sort of another, but that was inevitable in any large group of people. "I've helped Bastien out before," he reassured Oliver with a wry grin. "And the Loreseekers are on good terms with the Monster Hunter's Guild. We share information with them, and sometimes accompany them on hunts to take notes on the dangerous beasts they've been sent after, to protect the Settlement." He paused, unsure of that Guild's fate now that their guildhall was burned down and Ronin was dealing with his own demigodhood and family besides. And speaking of that family... "The Artisan's are a solid, stable option as well if you have some sort of crafting or trade skill, and Remi is a good man to get to know, if you haven't already."
But Oliver had come to learn about the Loreseekers, and Jigano relaxed into the chair as he considered the young man before him thoughtfully. "The Loreseekers are a bit of an odd bunch compared to the other guilds, in truth," he admitted, wry humor in his eyes. "We're bound together by two main traits." He held up a finger. "First, curiosity, and the desire to know more. About this world, its history, its plants and animals, its gods and spirits and peoples... a Loreseeker is always learning. And second..." Another finger. "We seek to share that knowledge with others, to help and improve people's lives, or simply to assuage their own curiosity and questions." There was more, of course. There always was. But for the moment he paused, letting his hand fall in a graceful gesture for Oliver to ask any questions he might have already.
