loren
Pretty much the last name that Loren expected to see signed on the Notice Board was Jigano. Granted, the bard wasn’t the only name attached to the note about the perch, but that didn’t change the fact that the white-haired man was blighted and hardly in a position to do anything but attack his former loved ones and those who were trying to help. Still, the handwriting looked familiar. So a morbid curiosity—and a sense that if Jigano went off the deep end, Loren should be there to keep the other man in line—caused him to leave the Manor to go see what, exactly was going on.
Axe in hand, he’d approached the designated gathering spot, though whether he planned to use the axe as a tool or a weapon he couldn’t say. However, he was surprised to see that not only was Jigano there, the bard wasn’t acting hostile in the slightest. Deimos was present as well, along with a woman that the summoner was unfamiliar with. Giving her a curious look, especially since she was by Jigano’s side, the Launceleyn gave the general a nod before Loren took up a position just behind Deimos. It seemed that the general’s mind had gone in a similar direction to the summoner’s, and so he would support the general in whatever he chose to do.
However, Deimos wasn’t attacking, so Loren would hold back as well. Unless the general gave some signal or the bard started acting up the Launceleyn would proceed as if all was well, even though his instincts were screaming that this was likely some trick. Still, between himself and the general, surely they could subdue the bard. If not, they weren’t exactly equipped to be the militia they were supposed to be. The woman, being a stranger, was a wild card, so the summoner watched her as well, wondering who she was and what had brought her here. Still, her proximity to Jigano kept Loren from approaching her.
Whatever else this was, it would be interesting, and a good distraction from all the problems in his life that he was studiously avoiding.
Axe in hand, he’d approached the designated gathering spot, though whether he planned to use the axe as a tool or a weapon he couldn’t say. However, he was surprised to see that not only was Jigano there, the bard wasn’t acting hostile in the slightest. Deimos was present as well, along with a woman that the summoner was unfamiliar with. Giving her a curious look, especially since she was by Jigano’s side, the Launceleyn gave the general a nod before Loren took up a position just behind Deimos. It seemed that the general’s mind had gone in a similar direction to the summoner’s, and so he would support the general in whatever he chose to do.
However, Deimos wasn’t attacking, so Loren would hold back as well. Unless the general gave some signal or the bard started acting up the Launceleyn would proceed as if all was well, even though his instincts were screaming that this was likely some trick. Still, between himself and the general, surely they could subdue the bard. If not, they weren’t exactly equipped to be the militia they were supposed to be. The woman, being a stranger, was a wild card, so the summoner watched her as well, wondering who she was and what had brought her here. Still, her proximity to Jigano kept Loren from approaching her.
Whatever else this was, it would be interesting, and a good distraction from all the problems in his life that he was studiously avoiding.
Never judge a book by its cover.
