Some of the bard's tension eased at the reassurance, though by no means all of it. Abasi would be someone to keep an eye on in the future, though his willingness to adapt and do his own work spoke well of him. Given the dirty, menial labor he was currently engaged in his actions spoke louder than his words, and Jigano nodded thoughtfully, accepting, at least for the moment, that there would be no attempt at enslavement. It was essentially what Zariah had tried with her militia compulsion, and though time had passed the scars of that time were fresh enough still that Jigano took them seriously.
"And did you receive their blessings?" The loreseeker asked curiously, especially given that he knew Ludo had been absent for quite some time. But something else caught his attention, a title that seemed like the height of arrogance. "And who is this 'Mort's daughter'? I've heard of no such creature in the year the barrier has been down."
If there was one way to soothe Jigano's ruffled feathers it was by praising the library, however, and he hummed mollified agreement as he settled the third bush into place, running his fingers over its rootball and infusing it with the magic of life and growth as he settled it into the newly-cleansed earth before patting the soil into place around it. Again the leaves grew greener and brighter, reaching subtly upwards as he renewed the plant's vitality.
"Agreed. I spend as much time there as I can," he admitted with a faint smile. "Having the Guildhall in the basement has been a godsend." Probably not literally, but on Caido one never knew.
"And did you receive their blessings?" The loreseeker asked curiously, especially given that he knew Ludo had been absent for quite some time. But something else caught his attention, a title that seemed like the height of arrogance. "And who is this 'Mort's daughter'? I've heard of no such creature in the year the barrier has been down."
If there was one way to soothe Jigano's ruffled feathers it was by praising the library, however, and he hummed mollified agreement as he settled the third bush into place, running his fingers over its rootball and infusing it with the magic of life and growth as he settled it into the newly-cleansed earth before patting the soil into place around it. Again the leaves grew greener and brighter, reaching subtly upwards as he renewed the plant's vitality.
"Agreed. I spend as much time there as I can," he admitted with a faint smile. "Having the Guildhall in the basement has been a godsend." Probably not literally, but on Caido one never knew.
