Sun and stars, wind and fire, the sister of his heart bridged the distance he had feared had broken open between them with a laugh and an embrace that drew his proud head down and brought his arms up around her shoulders – slowly at first, still tentative in such affection, but growing more practiced with each hug. ”As was I, dear one!” he murmured back, a whisper, a secret. He squeezed Amalia gently and then let her go free once more, relief and pride naked in his eyes for a moment before he pulled his professional mask back into place and let Deimos step forward to ask his practical question.
Jigano raised a brow asCaiside neatly sidestepped his question about the mysterious ‘they’ to answer Sam’s query instead, but his guildmate’s hypothesis on why not everyone had been freed was a good one, and he nodded thoughtfully. ”Perhaps…” he glanced to Samuel with a raised brow to see what the bookmaker thought, but Amalia was able to answer for them all, and what she said was curious indeed. Ludo toyed with memories, took them in trade or in punishment, but it didn’t seem to need them. Sharing memories with a… person? Creature? Tulhaimnar? didn’t seem like much of a sacrifice to Jigano, not the way Eliza and Arduinna had framed it. Quite the opposite, it sounded like a creature the lorekeeper would quite like to meet! Especially with the way Amalia lit up when she spoke of it, and her flushed joy drew an answering smile from the bard. ”Perhaps I might be allowed to visit it as well,” he murmured, but his attention was distracted as she led the way through the Village.
He peered around in shameless curiosity, noting particularly lovely architecture that seemed to meld with the trees, and how the homes were built up into the canopy, unlike how a human village would be laid out along the ground. It was fascinating, beautiful…
Unwelcoming.
The hostile stares – some angry, some fearful – that they received from many of the inhabitants made it clear that Arduinna’s smiling command to the warchief would be followed to the letter, and not a punctuation mark further. The humans were only barely tolerated, and though it wasn’t their fault, still he felt a pang of guilt over the interruption of the lives of these unfamiliar people. ”We should retrieve this Adam quickly,” he said, glancing to the others to see what they thought. ”Is the pit nearby?”
Jigano raised a brow as
He peered around in shameless curiosity, noting particularly lovely architecture that seemed to meld with the trees, and how the homes were built up into the canopy, unlike how a human village would be laid out along the ground. It was fascinating, beautiful…
Unwelcoming.
The hostile stares – some angry, some fearful – that they received from many of the inhabitants made it clear that Arduinna’s smiling command to the warchief would be followed to the letter, and not a punctuation mark further. The humans were only barely tolerated, and though it wasn’t their fault, still he felt a pang of guilt over the interruption of the lives of these unfamiliar people. ”We should retrieve this Adam quickly,” he said, glancing to the others to see what they thought. ”Is the pit nearby?”
