The people of Snowcloak were a gruff, wary lot, but Jigano had made a number of sojourns to the town and Palace now, and he had brought with him tithes of fruit and grains, magicked together in the Hollowed Grounds and carried through the Portal (it still made him flinch to step through it, every time) to the other side. Most was left with the guards, but he kept some with him for bargaining purposes when he needed to do a little shopping in the ice-locked region.
Today, however, he had a few additional items to trade.
A different bookseller than the one he'd visited last time was his goal today, and he brought with him a couple books of his own in trade: one for children, one an epic saga more suited for adults, and a slender volume of songs for voice and simple instruments. New entertainments not heard before to help while away the long, cold nights of Deepfrost when the wind howled and the storms blew across the Tundra to trap everyone indoors for a few days at a time. As a bard he knew well the power of imagination and how important new tales could be to help pass the time.
He offered his trades to the woman behind the counter, middle aged and heavy-set (or maybe that was just the layers of sweaters) but sharp-eyed and with little patience for his charm. Still, he wheedled a couple books out of her in exchange, and paused to flip through them before he headed back out into the cold, too curious to wait until he was back home again.
Seasonal Item Use: Broken Spectacles | These glasses can translate certain texts, however because of the damage they do not do so with any reliability. (OOC: Will translate one plot-related text per season)
Today, however, he had a few additional items to trade.
A different bookseller than the one he'd visited last time was his goal today, and he brought with him a couple books of his own in trade: one for children, one an epic saga more suited for adults, and a slender volume of songs for voice and simple instruments. New entertainments not heard before to help while away the long, cold nights of Deepfrost when the wind howled and the storms blew across the Tundra to trap everyone indoors for a few days at a time. As a bard he knew well the power of imagination and how important new tales could be to help pass the time.
He offered his trades to the woman behind the counter, middle aged and heavy-set (or maybe that was just the layers of sweaters) but sharp-eyed and with little patience for his charm. Still, he wheedled a couple books out of her in exchange, and paused to flip through them before he headed back out into the cold, too curious to wait until he was back home again.
Seasonal Item Use: Broken Spectacles | These glasses can translate certain texts, however because of the damage they do not do so with any reliability. (OOC: Will translate one plot-related text per season)
