"Probably a good idea," Jigano agreed to the idea of a meeting quickly, tilting his head in thought. "The Notice Board is a good place to start, but there are plenty of Naturals who can't read, or don't come into town often enough to see it. A meeting would do well to help with that, particularly if I ask the Loreseekers to go out and let people know it's happening." He nodded to himself, then offered a small gesture to the man beside him, a show of respect. "If you call the meeting, I'll support you in it," he decided. They were not friends, not after what had passed between them in the preceding days, but they could be allies at least. And Amalia had asked him to try...
His rambling on Ludo and the Tulmhainar earned a question he wasn't sure how to answer, so he gave a wry smile and the shrug of one shoulder as he thought about it. "Who can say what motivates the gods?" he asked rhetorically. "What do they do with the other offerings they are given, whether food or flowers or items? It's just another form of tribute, in a way. Or an effective punishment for transgressions." Ah, Remi...
Delah's protectiveness struck an unexpected chord in the big man, and after Jigano had spoken he listened with a brow raised in curiosity as Deimos came around to defend her viewpoint. It wasn't that he was wrong, after all, just that the bard didn't want him to be quite so right. "How do we show we mean no harm except by not doing it?" he asked wryly. "Not that I disagree... but for Delah, I suspect that just by stepping into the Greatwood we're doing harm. But if we stay out of the Greatwood we won't be able to build bridges... and how would we enforce keeping others out of it, even if we decided to try?" This question was not rhetorical, his interest genuine in trying to spark inspiration in one or both of them to come up with even a temporary solution to their conundrum with Fae relations.
His rambling on Ludo and the Tulmhainar earned a question he wasn't sure how to answer, so he gave a wry smile and the shrug of one shoulder as he thought about it. "Who can say what motivates the gods?" he asked rhetorically. "What do they do with the other offerings they are given, whether food or flowers or items? It's just another form of tribute, in a way. Or an effective punishment for transgressions." Ah, Remi...
Delah's protectiveness struck an unexpected chord in the big man, and after Jigano had spoken he listened with a brow raised in curiosity as Deimos came around to defend her viewpoint. It wasn't that he was wrong, after all, just that the bard didn't want him to be quite so right. "How do we show we mean no harm except by not doing it?" he asked wryly. "Not that I disagree... but for Delah, I suspect that just by stepping into the Greatwood we're doing harm. But if we stay out of the Greatwood we won't be able to build bridges... and how would we enforce keeping others out of it, even if we decided to try?" This question was not rhetorical, his interest genuine in trying to spark inspiration in one or both of them to come up with even a temporary solution to their conundrum with Fae relations.
