He was glad to see the young man taking his words seriously, expression furrowed in thought. If he had taken Jigano's words less seriously, brushed them off or taken the danger lightly, it would would have been a sign that he wasn't yet ready for the kind of work the guild did. To learn, to explore, to study, to scout - whether that meant in books, in speaking with others, or in physically mapping new places - or very, very old ones. But hastiness was not a good trait for a loreseeker regardless of their chosen method of pursuing knowledge...
Unless time was of the essence and the situation dire.
He watched Killian think, noting the little tic he seemed to have of scratching his chin - he had done it before, when they had first met and gone exploring, the lorekeeper recalled. Under better circumstances it might have brought a smile to his lips, but smiles were in short supply this day.
The answer, when it came, was no surprise. The young Outlander had come to his door determined, and not even having the risks brought home so starkly could dissuade him. That courage and stubbornness could both be good things, provided they didn't get out of hand.
"Very well then, Killian," he said solemnly, hoping desperately that the young man didn't come to regret his decision. "Then it is my honor and my pleasure to welcome you into the Loreseeker's Guild. A moment, please, while I get your badge." Pins that could be worn as collar flashes or brooches, as their wearer preferred, they echoed the design on the door - an open book of silver with rays of gold coming from its pages, all on a copper disk. He stood and slipped back into his office, returning a moment later to hand one of the badges over.
"Now... what shall I put in the directory as your specialties?" he asked, finally finding a tired smile for his recent friend and newest guildmate. "And have you found a place of your own yet?"
Unless time was of the essence and the situation dire.
He watched Killian think, noting the little tic he seemed to have of scratching his chin - he had done it before, when they had first met and gone exploring, the lorekeeper recalled. Under better circumstances it might have brought a smile to his lips, but smiles were in short supply this day.
The answer, when it came, was no surprise. The young Outlander had come to his door determined, and not even having the risks brought home so starkly could dissuade him. That courage and stubbornness could both be good things, provided they didn't get out of hand.
"Very well then, Killian," he said solemnly, hoping desperately that the young man didn't come to regret his decision. "Then it is my honor and my pleasure to welcome you into the Loreseeker's Guild. A moment, please, while I get your badge." Pins that could be worn as collar flashes or brooches, as their wearer preferred, they echoed the design on the door - an open book of silver with rays of gold coming from its pages, all on a copper disk. He stood and slipped back into his office, returning a moment later to hand one of the badges over.
"Now... what shall I put in the directory as your specialties?" he asked, finally finding a tired smile for his recent friend and newest guildmate. "And have you found a place of your own yet?"
