JIGANO
For a brief moment the bard wondered whether his bristly companion would come through for the two of them - but come through he did, a flock of harpies screeching their way along the serpentine corridors of the labyrinth. Now if only he would follow the rest of the Sage’s instructions! The joy and elation that had bubbles up in his feathered breast plummeted just as quickly as Loren continued along his own way - giving a croak of (impatience? disdain?) warning, the white bird found himself caught between following the diversion and completing his own plan.
But then had he not left enough death in his wake during his life? Enough pain, enough hopelessness? It felt, still, as though he owed something to the world, Caido or otherwise... and allowing the foolish Abandoned to run to his doom would only cause his debt to grow.
Beating his wings, he urged himself after the Launceleyn, intent on trying to sway him towards caution... but then he swore the branches of the hedges tried to grab for him. No, surely that couldn’t be right! A trick? An illusion? Either way, the unfortunate Sage was caught, frantically trying to navigate around the wooden serpents that snapped and reached about him.
But then had he not left enough death in his wake during his life? Enough pain, enough hopelessness? It felt, still, as though he owed something to the world, Caido or otherwise... and allowing the foolish Abandoned to run to his doom would only cause his debt to grow.
Beating his wings, he urged himself after the Launceleyn, intent on trying to sway him towards caution... but then he swore the branches of the hedges tried to grab for him. No, surely that couldn’t be right! A trick? An illusion? Either way, the unfortunate Sage was caught, frantically trying to navigate around the wooden serpents that snapped and reached about him.
