The night was warmer than it had been, and the rains had held off for almost a full day, leaving the cobbles dry as Jigano stalked across them on nearly-silent feet. The bard prowled more than walked as he left Sam's house and headed into the night, for once heedless of the beauty of the stars overhead.
His people were missing, his friends taken from him by invisible enemies. He had failed them and it burned in his veins like poison beneath his civilized facade. It was worse - far worse - that he had been the one left behind while their fates were unknown and though he knew he needed rest he doubted he would find much in the way of it this night.
He was calling in favors as and where he could, burning through goodwill and friendships, but what else could he do? He couldn't just leave them lost, and he wasn't strong enough to go after them alone, without risking anyone else. All he could do was let those who might follow him again that it would be dangerous, uncertain, that he couldn't protect anyone, that they might join the ranks of the missing if they came with him...
He snarled softly to himself in the moonlight, thinking he was alone on the empty street and giving momentary vent to the frustrations that twisted within him, devouring him from the inside out.
Lucas
His people were missing, his friends taken from him by invisible enemies. He had failed them and it burned in his veins like poison beneath his civilized facade. It was worse - far worse - that he had been the one left behind while their fates were unknown and though he knew he needed rest he doubted he would find much in the way of it this night.
He was calling in favors as and where he could, burning through goodwill and friendships, but what else could he do? He couldn't just leave them lost, and he wasn't strong enough to go after them alone, without risking anyone else. All he could do was let those who might follow him again that it would be dangerous, uncertain, that he couldn't protect anyone, that they might join the ranks of the missing if they came with him...
He snarled softly to himself in the moonlight, thinking he was alone on the empty street and giving momentary vent to the frustrations that twisted within him, devouring him from the inside out.
