"Memories are generally safer than the present," Jigano agreed ruefully. "It's a delicate balance, to try and evoke those recollections of 'first times' and days when the world was smaller." The present could surprise you with new pain and new death around any given corner. At least the memory of the past was firm. The pain was real, but faded with time, and there was nothing new about it. There was a comfort in knowing what to expect from the past. Living there, though, was no life at all, at least not for the foxy bard.
Besides, the future contained a book of Lore and Legends, and it was always nice to have something to look forward to that hadn't yet been ruined by death and tragedy. "That sounds excellent," Jigano agreed with a smile. "There's something satisfying about picking up a book of stories that big. Something to entertain a household through the week of LongNight, perhaps. I'm sure we can invite more Outlanders to share their tales... but who have you heard Fae stories from?" He'd thought the Ascended had been banned from the Greatwood for quite some time now, and even before then they hadn't exactly been welcome. He was curious how his friend would have learned tales from that tight-lipped race when they had so far proven unwilling (or unable, thanks to Delah's grip on their Undercroft) to even trade books when Jigano had approached some of them about it.
"Some at Fiat Lux, others... well, others just looking for a purpose and a place to belong, I think," Jigano confirmed. "Quanil I've mentioned, Tarasha is a Fae who shares a curious nature and love of books and learning, I think I already told you about Ingrid? And Aonghas, another Outlander, asked to join just the other day." He paused his happy chatter as Sam dropped a bombshell into the conversation, and the Provost lapsed into stunned silence as he turned the words around in his head, trying to make sense of them. "Ah... no. No I did not. What... when did this happen? What did he say?"
Besides, the future contained a book of Lore and Legends, and it was always nice to have something to look forward to that hadn't yet been ruined by death and tragedy. "That sounds excellent," Jigano agreed with a smile. "There's something satisfying about picking up a book of stories that big. Something to entertain a household through the week of LongNight, perhaps. I'm sure we can invite more Outlanders to share their tales... but who have you heard Fae stories from?" He'd thought the Ascended had been banned from the Greatwood for quite some time now, and even before then they hadn't exactly been welcome. He was curious how his friend would have learned tales from that tight-lipped race when they had so far proven unwilling (or unable, thanks to Delah's grip on their Undercroft) to even trade books when Jigano had approached some of them about it.
"Some at Fiat Lux, others... well, others just looking for a purpose and a place to belong, I think," Jigano confirmed. "Quanil I've mentioned, Tarasha is a Fae who shares a curious nature and love of books and learning, I think I already told you about Ingrid? And Aonghas, another Outlander, asked to join just the other day." He paused his happy chatter as Sam dropped a bombshell into the conversation, and the Provost lapsed into stunned silence as he turned the words around in his head, trying to make sense of them. "Ah... no. No I did not. What... when did this happen? What did he say?"
