[SE] Playing with Fire

The offer of support, however strained and quiet, meant the world to Caiside. He didn’t know how to express the feeling, not comfortably at least, and so hoped his grateful smile would do the trick. One day he really was going to have to repay Jigano for all he had done. Something about making preparations for a party he was hearing about second hand made Caiside feel a bit strange, like an unwelcome guest. That wasn’t a thought that lasted long though, Caiside immediately rationalizing it away. ”Well, we did both spend the beginning of the season wandering around the woods. I imagine some gaps in our knowledge can be forgiven.” And a lack of knowledge was really only ever a temporary thing. ”You have to wonder if people would play favourites though.” Caiside laughed, trying to figure out who his gift would go to, if he got to pick. Caiside smiled in relief when the silver haired man took over the bellows, stepping out of his way without hesitation. After so long working alone, or under supervision, it was nice to have another pair of hands to help with the busy work while he grabbed what they needed. Caiside kept an ear turned towards the bard though, his gathering pausing For a moment as Jigano described his gods. ”That’s a lovely name.” He hummed, dragging a pair of crumbles to the furnace, placing them and the ingots so they could warm up. ”The sun was one goddess on my world, Kiaren. Though the heat that came from her was represented by another, Melenos.” The second name was said with far more reverence than the first, the reason for it becoming clear as Caiside turned and clarified with a dmile: ”He was my father.” pls don’t judge me for my lack of smithing knowledge I am trying Caiside I have never been allowed to be Holy, I have never been forgiven for Wanting;