Jigano had arrived early, pacing at first, senses straining to hear, to see, to smell the world around him as if he could pick up the traces of those who had stolen his friends from him - or better yet, his friends themselves. Oh, he would gladly welcome them home, safe and sound, and not need to trade debts and favors and risk even more of those he cared for.
But that was not to be. He shivered in spite of the summer heat, then smoothed his vulpine ears back into his silver hair, wearing his human face and form once more, well before he caught the sound of the approach of the next to arrive. He composed himself, pulling his poise around him. Blue eyes were glacial with determination, but he stood with outward calm in a long-sleeved tunic that blended greens in the patterns of feathers and leaves, a subtle camouflage. His customary white hair was currently bare, but the braid he was wearing it in was tucked down in his tunic, a hood ready to pull over and hide its wintry gleam.
He had come prepared with his rapier on his hip and a bag of first aid supplies, efas herb salve, food, and water slung over his shoulder. He carried his lantern and its Sparkbird feather at his side, and he nodded, solemnly grateful, to those who came to join their cause.
But that was not to be. He shivered in spite of the summer heat, then smoothed his vulpine ears back into his silver hair, wearing his human face and form once more, well before he caught the sound of the approach of the next to arrive. He composed himself, pulling his poise around him. Blue eyes were glacial with determination, but he stood with outward calm in a long-sleeved tunic that blended greens in the patterns of feathers and leaves, a subtle camouflage. His customary white hair was currently bare, but the braid he was wearing it in was tucked down in his tunic, a hood ready to pull over and hide its wintry gleam.
He had come prepared with his rapier on his hip and a bag of first aid supplies, efas herb salve, food, and water slung over his shoulder. He carried his lantern and its Sparkbird feather at his side, and he nodded, solemnly grateful, to those who came to join their cause.
