"As I understand it, he can see and hear through it. What the seeming-illusion senses, so can the real Ronin," Jigano tried to explain, as Ronin had explained to him. The Fallen Star had been new to his powers then, still exploring his ability and control over it, and any distraction to his real body risked the breaking of his concentration and the shattering of the projection. "We had talked about using it during Long Night, as a way for him to look outside and see if what was on the doorstep was man or monster." That had been back under the baking sun of Longheat, half a lifetime ago it felt like sometimes.
He leaned forward eagerly at the description of this newest ability - near enough to a miracle - that Remi had manifested. It sounded bizarre, like something from a fever dream...
Like something from Flowerbirth. "Eyes and mouths? There were similar... things... last spring," the bard mused, taking the information so well only because he had a frame of reference for it. "Plants with unusual attributes. And, ah, appetites. Carnivorous flora with teeth and a taste for, well, anything they could reach. And able to move after their prey, at least to some extent." He grimaced a little at the memory, remembering a bloody til tip from a nip by one of those plant monsters. "I wonder if they were the runaway creations of some previous mage with a similar ability? Though, nothing like it was listed in the journals... I suppose I'll need to start updating them," he added wryly, hefting the half-empty bag of snow moss and gesturing towards the Temple.
"Shall we continue? Or do you think we've done enough for one day?"
He leaned forward eagerly at the description of this newest ability - near enough to a miracle - that Remi had manifested. It sounded bizarre, like something from a fever dream...
Like something from Flowerbirth. "Eyes and mouths? There were similar... things... last spring," the bard mused, taking the information so well only because he had a frame of reference for it. "Plants with unusual attributes. And, ah, appetites. Carnivorous flora with teeth and a taste for, well, anything they could reach. And able to move after their prey, at least to some extent." He grimaced a little at the memory, remembering a bloody til tip from a nip by one of those plant monsters. "I wonder if they were the runaway creations of some previous mage with a similar ability? Though, nothing like it was listed in the journals... I suppose I'll need to start updating them," he added wryly, hefting the half-empty bag of snow moss and gesturing towards the Temple.
"Shall we continue? Or do you think we've done enough for one day?"
