Hopes and Fears
Jigano Silversmith
the Sage
Provost of the Loreseekers Soul Shepherd
Portal Guardian
Age: 29 | Height: 6'2" | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Outlander
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A few whispers had begun to spread throughout the Hollowed Grounds, naught but a handful but Jigano was listening, even if he had been subdued from his encounter with Safrin and his failure in the Spire. Perhaps it would all be for naught; the gods could not be pleased that he had failed to save the serpent and had allowed Wessex passage through the portal, even if the Voice had intervened.

And yet, the souls he had gathered during LongNight still needed to be sent on to their rightful home.

With the Greatwood closed there were only two places to pray, and Jigano far preferred the privacy of the Glade as he arrived on a night with only a cat's-claw sliver of moon in the sky, setting the lantern once more upon the altar along with two candles and a small flute carved from the femur of one of Rory's goats that had recently died. Bone was much harder to work with than wood, but it had been good to push his skills in music again, practicing something other than combat.

"Ludo... Mort," he said softly, hoping that one or both would hear him, even if the other could not come. "Please, I would return these souls to you so that they may rest at last."
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The air is soft and still, echoing across the glade.

But there is no answer.
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ludo

Braved the forests, braved the stone
Braved the icy winds and fire
Braved and beat them on my own

No answer at first. It had been some time since Ludo had been permitted to do its work within the Hollowed Grounds and the Greatwood, and whilst he had struck a deal with the daughter of death only recently, it was understandable that some things required a personal touch. Some things like this.

The lantern, full up with souls from LongNight, positively beamed with Ludo’s presence as it arrived; a blanket of darkness and a moon-white mask which seemed to hold a glow all of its own against the bleak skies. “Ah, soul shepherd,” it marvelled, drifting down and around both Jigano and the lantern. “You have done very, very well, sweetling.”

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Jigano Silversmith
the Sage
Provost of the Loreseekers Soul Shepherd
Portal Guardian
Age: 29 | Height: 6'2" | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Outlander
Level: 10 (Level 2 Abandoned) - Strg: 30 - Dext: 30 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 30
ISUMA - Mythical - Gryphon (venomous)
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Patience did not go unrewarded, and Jigano raised his head from prayer, eyes shining as the familiar voice curled and coiled around him. Isuma chirruped joyfully, pouncing after a wayward flutter of ragged cloth as her companion swallowed past the relieved lump in his throat and smiled at the masked god who had finally returned been allowed to return? to the Hollowed Grounds.

"Ludo," he said quietly, gladness in his voice as he spoke the name. "It is good to see you again." He looked to the lantern, and there was both pride and sadness in the curve of his shoulders and the tension in his hands as he folded them into his lap. "I sang for them," he continued softly. "The ones who died in front of me, like Caiside and Roana, and those who had been lost in the dark between buildings and years. As many as I could reach with my voice and the lantern's light... all except one."

Fingers tightened in his lap, twisting into the fabric of his tunic as he recalled the leather-winged demon that had held on to one soul in particular. "The soul of Kiada's lover, Ru'in, was held like a... a bauble. A puppet, by one of the monsters. We... we weren't strong enough to defeat it on our own and free him," he admitted, ashamed of their failure - of his in particular, and the black tar that had coated his wings and sent him tumbling to the ground again before he could even strike a single blow against the dark beast.
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