Jigano was thinking hard, trying to make sense of their task and the information they had. A firebird couldn't be captured with nets of rope or twine. Even leather would be liable to burn. But... this was a story... maybe. Probably. He had to hope it was just a story, but that didn't mean they were necessarily safe in it. Not all stories had happy endings, after all, and of course they still needed to get out of it by getting through it! ... He hoped.
So... what would a story require, to capture a mythical bird of flame?
"Very droll, I'm sure," the vizier spoke in a dry voice that was the very opposite of amused as he managed to look down his nose at Samuel even though the bookmaker was currently taller then him upon Jigano's back. "You haven't lost your place in the stable... yet. And you are as welcome as always to eat with the rest of the staff. As for the hunt..." he sniffed, his opinion of Samuel managing to find a new low as he folded his hands into his sleeves. "I'm sure you know your business better than I."
It was now or never, Jigano thought grimly, and opened his mouth. "A net made of silver," he demanded, raising his head proudly to stare down the vizier before him.
The vizier... continued to watch Samuel with narrowed eyes, not even glancing at the white horse. Jigano stamped a hoof in annoyance, but it was fleeting. There was an edge of panic at the back of his thoughts but no time to explore it. They had an opportunity and he wasn't of a mind to waste it. He rolled an eye back to try and catch sight of Samuel, letting out a low whicker to keep his attention. "And we'll catch it the same as we'd catch any other animal, or man for that matter. With bait. If this is a story we just need to follow the rules of such things. If our net is silver we probably need something golden for our bait... probably." Hopefully. What else did they have, at the moment?
So... what would a story require, to capture a mythical bird of flame?
"Very droll, I'm sure," the vizier spoke in a dry voice that was the very opposite of amused as he managed to look down his nose at Samuel even though the bookmaker was currently taller then him upon Jigano's back. "You haven't lost your place in the stable... yet. And you are as welcome as always to eat with the rest of the staff. As for the hunt..." he sniffed, his opinion of Samuel managing to find a new low as he folded his hands into his sleeves. "I'm sure you know your business better than I."
It was now or never, Jigano thought grimly, and opened his mouth. "A net made of silver," he demanded, raising his head proudly to stare down the vizier before him.
The vizier... continued to watch Samuel with narrowed eyes, not even glancing at the white horse. Jigano stamped a hoof in annoyance, but it was fleeting. There was an edge of panic at the back of his thoughts but no time to explore it. They had an opportunity and he wasn't of a mind to waste it. He rolled an eye back to try and catch sight of Samuel, letting out a low whicker to keep his attention. "And we'll catch it the same as we'd catch any other animal, or man for that matter. With bait. If this is a story we just need to follow the rules of such things. If our net is silver we probably need something golden for our bait... probably." Hopefully. What else did they have, at the moment?
