He had lost his enchanted armor - mithral chain, light and quiet - when he had come through the portal. Now he walked without it, though since he avoided fights when possible that hadn't been an issue before. Of course, the blight had changed a great many things that he had taken for granted, and Long Night was never again to be underestimated. Perhaps something sturdier would be a good idea...
Or perhaps he was wiser to trust in his fox's speed and raven's wings.
This man, this Ru'in, brought a lightness to Kiada's expression that had been too rare even before the sickness took them. It wasn't fair that he had been taken from her a second time, but when had Caido ever been fair? Even tales of childhood adventures, innocent and sweet, recounted ambushes and magic turned on each other. And yet from that meeting a romance had clearly grown, love blooming in unlikely hearts, fierce and deeply rooted.
Rooted deep enough for them to risk their lives for each other. For Ru'in to die trying to reach Kiada on the darkest night. For Kiada to risk worse than death to bring his soul home.
Jigano exhaled slowly, seeking the strength to ask what he had no right to as he studied the tremble in his hands. "I don't know if this will be of any help to your quest on Long Night," he said slowly. "But there is a task I would like to undertake. And... if we will be seeking Ru'in's lost soul together for Ludo, you are someone I would like to ask for help. I would like to build a shrine to Ludo and Mort, at the Bone Bridge. Ashetta has already agreed to help... would you consider it as well?" He held his breath, uncertain what to expect, but the blight in him tensed him for rejection, mocking the friendship he had lost with the scarred woman when he had passed the kingship to Ronin.
Or perhaps he was wiser to trust in his fox's speed and raven's wings.
This man, this Ru'in, brought a lightness to Kiada's expression that had been too rare even before the sickness took them. It wasn't fair that he had been taken from her a second time, but when had Caido ever been fair? Even tales of childhood adventures, innocent and sweet, recounted ambushes and magic turned on each other. And yet from that meeting a romance had clearly grown, love blooming in unlikely hearts, fierce and deeply rooted.
Rooted deep enough for them to risk their lives for each other. For Ru'in to die trying to reach Kiada on the darkest night. For Kiada to risk worse than death to bring his soul home.
Jigano exhaled slowly, seeking the strength to ask what he had no right to as he studied the tremble in his hands. "I don't know if this will be of any help to your quest on Long Night," he said slowly. "But there is a task I would like to undertake. And... if we will be seeking Ru'in's lost soul together for Ludo, you are someone I would like to ask for help. I would like to build a shrine to Ludo and Mort, at the Bone Bridge. Ashetta has already agreed to help... would you consider it as well?" He held his breath, uncertain what to expect, but the blight in him tensed him for rejection, mocking the friendship he had lost with the scarred woman when he had passed the kingship to Ronin.
