The smile on Caiside's face and the animation in his gestures only grew more genuine and dramatic the more interested his silver haired companion seemed. He had said he wasn't one for stories, but if they were as easy as simply talking about himself then he might have more of a knack for it than he thought. It was almost fun, if he didn't dwell too much on where he was or why he was telling these stories at least. And the bard was such a perfectly captive audience, making all the right expressions in the right palces, silently egging Caiside on.
Before he answered the question he had set up, Caiside took the last sip of his tea, savouring the warmth and flavour. He tapped his fingers on the cup, making a hollow sound while a wolfish grin spread over his lips. "Not anyone so mundane as a king or emperor. I have been invited to the Mother's court." There was a reverence in Caiside's voice, paired with a faraway voice meant to imply this was a very big deal. He let the exist, then continued, explaining further for the benefit of Jigano. "She is the beginning of all. Her court exists at the heart of Dyosh'ana, where the trees grow more from magic than from soil."
A sigh soft sigh escaped him, the edges of a smile clinging to his lips. "To be invited is to be... truly recognised. I have been fighting to fix my standing for ten years, and it finally, finally paid off." In the moment, he couldn't even be upset about being away from it, too proud of the act itself to feel anything but it. "It was to be my apotheosis."
Before he answered the question he had set up, Caiside took the last sip of his tea, savouring the warmth and flavour. He tapped his fingers on the cup, making a hollow sound while a wolfish grin spread over his lips. "Not anyone so mundane as a king or emperor. I have been invited to the Mother's court." There was a reverence in Caiside's voice, paired with a faraway voice meant to imply this was a very big deal. He let the exist, then continued, explaining further for the benefit of Jigano. "She is the beginning of all. Her court exists at the heart of Dyosh'ana, where the trees grow more from magic than from soil."
A sigh soft sigh escaped him, the edges of a smile clinging to his lips. "To be invited is to be... truly recognised. I have been fighting to fix my standing for ten years, and it finally, finally paid off." In the moment, he couldn't even be upset about being away from it, too proud of the act itself to feel anything but it. "It was to be my apotheosis."
