Return of the gourds

It is both. If Caiside has managed to impart even a fraction of the majesty on the other man, and it seems like he has, then he can be happy with what he’s said. As Remi starts speaking, his heavy head tips to the side. The other mans world, at least the parts of it he describes, seem bland and dull. There were walled cities in my home as well, though only one barred entry or exit. It must be a relief to have some freedom now though, isn’t it? With the gourd defeated but not crushed, Caiside lifted his foot and daintily nudged the unmoving vegetable out of harms way, then waited for the next one to come at him. The other mans attempt made him snort, a bright laugh bursting from his mind. Looks like I’m going to be the only one with baked goods. He teased gently. Caiside Stand still. The forest knows where you are. You must let it find you.