loren
Jigano had been the one who wanted conversation, not Loren, so he was barely paying attention to the effect his words were having on the other man. Indeed, if the bard had voiced his frustrations, the Launceleyn might’ve made a cursory apology, but chances were equally strong he might’ve just shrugged: while the white-haired man’s ordeal over the past year was rough, it wasn’t like the summoner had ever had an easy time with anything. Childhood of torture at the hands of his family was usually a pretty effective trump card.
The question caught Loren off guard and he frowned, running down the list. ”Summoning, healing, creation, telekinesis, transmutation, earth, life drain, disintegration, lightning, and fire. There’s also one that seems unique to the individual who possesses it. I think that’s it, but I may have missed a couple.” Seeing as he’d hung out with a lot of Abandoned, it wasn’t that surprising that he’d encountered so many disparate types of magic. Still, it just taught him how little he knew about Caido and its secrets, even now.
The question caught Loren off guard and he frowned, running down the list. ”Summoning, healing, creation, telekinesis, transmutation, earth, life drain, disintegration, lightning, and fire. There’s also one that seems unique to the individual who possesses it. I think that’s it, but I may have missed a couple.” Seeing as he’d hung out with a lot of Abandoned, it wasn’t that surprising that he’d encountered so many disparate types of magic. Still, it just taught him how little he knew about Caido and its secrets, even now.
Never judge a book by its cover.
