Ronin was already grinning as Jigano suggested he might need to do something else for people to remember him by, and he tipped the bard a wink as he wisely altered his words. "I'll not be going and picking on a giant Spire Demon again any time soon, put it that way. I can barely run without collapsing just now anyway." It was something he wanted to rectify sooner rather than later but damn if he wasn't feeling the lack of strength in this new-old body.
"Beyond that, yes," Ronin smiled, shrugging and settling back in his seat again while Sugar sprawled on her back and fanned her wings out over his lap (they were getting to be an impressive size, as she grew). "Before Vanya died, she was a chronicler. She was going to write a directory, of sorts, about the creatures we encountered at the guild. I was going to provide the sketches, since I'd be the one actually seeing them. But then... well, she isn't around any more. Perhaps one of your loreseekers would be interested?"
"Beyond that, yes," Ronin smiled, shrugging and settling back in his seat again while Sugar sprawled on her back and fanned her wings out over his lap (they were getting to be an impressive size, as she grew). "Before Vanya died, she was a chronicler. She was going to write a directory, of sorts, about the creatures we encountered at the guild. I was going to provide the sketches, since I'd be the one actually seeing them. But then... well, she isn't around any more. Perhaps one of your loreseekers would be interested?"
