"That's the hope!" Jigano admitted, pleased to gain another affiliate of the Loreseekers. "For that matter, anything that your own people come across in their monster hunting would be welcome additions to our chronicles - physical descriptions and sketches preferred, but samples of things like claws or fangs for venom tests as well. That's a lesson we don't need to learn twice," he added, obliquely referring to the Spire Demon and the race to come up with an antivenom to its claws. "Our guilds should be able to work together quite handily, I hope!" His people were more about studying interesting flora and fauna than slaying it, after all, though some things were too dangerous to let loose among the farmers and tradesmen of the Hollowed Grounds, and that was where Ronin's people could hopefully step in.
"Perhaps, but you've got the gift of charisma," Jigano pointed out, amused as Isuma inched towards the tables far edge. She streeeeetched her head over it and peered down, and gave a happy squeak upon spotting Sugar lying in Ronin's lap. The little gryphlet leaned down to give her friend a boop on the snoot, purring happily. "Which is going to make you a leader whether you want to be or not. Though I'm surprised to hear that you've had to start all over again? Is your new, ah, body really that different? And in what ways?"
"Perhaps, but you've got the gift of charisma," Jigano pointed out, amused as Isuma inched towards the tables far edge. She streeeeetched her head over it and peered down, and gave a happy squeak upon spotting Sugar lying in Ronin's lap. The little gryphlet leaned down to give her friend a boop on the snoot, purring happily. "Which is going to make you a leader whether you want to be or not. Though I'm surprised to hear that you've had to start all over again? Is your new, ah, body really that different? And in what ways?"
