She was pleasant, cheerful even, but not a complete pushover. Jigano's grin sharpened a bit in respect, sketching a briefer bow of acknowledgement at both her interest and her suggestion of a trial. Haggling was an art he didn't necessarily enjoy, but he hadn't been bad at it, back home. Hopefully some of his luck had remained with him, even if he'd lost so much else. "For instruments, I play flute, lapharp, and mandolin - though I'm afraid the latter was lost in my crossing. I can sing with or without accompaniment, and I can tell stories both new and-- well. I suppose all my stories will be new here," he amended ruefully. "But as I collect them from the Atheneum and the locals I'll expand my repertoire and learn the local favorites as well."
He tilted his head at her, letting white hair fall fetchingly over his eyes to complement his winsome grin. "What would m'lady prefer for tonight, then? Music, or tales? And do you have a personal preference for what type of stories or songs I perform? Soft ballads in the background, for instance, or rowdy drinking songs?" His smile faded a bit, replaced by earnest sobriety. "And is there anything you don't want here? Things that are too raunchy, or perhaps militant in nature? I will, of course, respect the rules of your house while under your patronage."
He tilted his head at her, letting white hair fall fetchingly over his eyes to complement his winsome grin. "What would m'lady prefer for tonight, then? Music, or tales? And do you have a personal preference for what type of stories or songs I perform? Soft ballads in the background, for instance, or rowdy drinking songs?" His smile faded a bit, replaced by earnest sobriety. "And is there anything you don't want here? Things that are too raunchy, or perhaps militant in nature? I will, of course, respect the rules of your house while under your patronage."
