Part of having a disguise meant breaking it in, making sure that people saw it and didn't immediately associate Jigano disappearing with Silversmith showing up. So the bard still made the occasional trip into town in his own skin, but he had begun to work on establishing the Silversmith persona as well. Darker skin and hair dyed with walnut husks, subtle lines worked into the skin of his face, a broad brimmed hat that hid the length of his messily bound-up hair, and an eyepatch on his right eye. He swung along with a gnarled walking stick, slouched a bit to take a few inches off his height, and when he came in sight of a young man working in the fields he tilted his head to the side consideringly.
The boy was familiar, in a distant sort of way. He'd seen him around some fo the larger gathering, Jigano thought, though he couldn't remember them ever being formally introduced. But the way he had spoken to the would-be tyrant the previous day had been nothing short of inspired, and was worth recognition. Walking over with a slow but purposeful gait, he joined Emmett in looking over the old-new field, and leaned on his stick.
"I heard you yesterday at the meeting, lad. Thank you for speaking up," he offered, with a nod of respect and approval. "You gave others the courage to follow. That's no bad thing. Helped the little lady show her true, bloody colors to all those there that might have thought she meant well, and that's a fact."
The boy was familiar, in a distant sort of way. He'd seen him around some fo the larger gathering, Jigano thought, though he couldn't remember them ever being formally introduced. But the way he had spoken to the would-be tyrant the previous day had been nothing short of inspired, and was worth recognition. Walking over with a slow but purposeful gait, he joined Emmett in looking over the old-new field, and leaned on his stick.
"I heard you yesterday at the meeting, lad. Thank you for speaking up," he offered, with a nod of respect and approval. "You gave others the courage to follow. That's no bad thing. Helped the little lady show her true, bloody colors to all those there that might have thought she meant well, and that's a fact."
