A Worm Welcome
Jigano Silversmith
the Sage
Provost of the Loreseekers Soul Shepherd
Portal Guardian
Age: 36 | Height: 6'2" | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 12 - Strg: 30 - Dext: 45 - Endr: 38 - Luck: 42 - Int:
ISUMA - Mythical - Griffin (Venomous)
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#15
"A paeon to your skills, dear lady! A gift of trust in your abilities," he assured her, with a grin far too wide to be entirely innocent. "Besides, I sank my teeth into the slimy bastards last year. They're delicious cooked but not nearly so good raw." Ah, so the truth came out, but Hotaru struck with panache and control, slicing deep into the final worm as it struggled in the bard's earthen vise. Her magic found its way along its nervous system to what passed for its brain, familiarity with the process resulting in precision and a swift death for Worm Number Three as it did the Mambo Number Five in its final, thrashing moments.

"And besides, you're an inspiration to watch," he flattered gallantly as he let the earth fall and bowed to her teasingly over the carcass of her final kill. "Pure poetry in motion. Soon all the Hollowed Grounds will know the ballad of Hotaru Wormbane and her trusty sidekick." He winked and rose, looking ruefully at the carcasses that littered the little clearing where once a large puddle had peacefully stood. "Now we just need to get these back to the Settlement and off to the butcher for preserving for the party! Care to join me?" He winked at her as he considered the three worms, figuring he could drag two in his human form if he had to, but the third would either have to remain behind for scavengers, or else he'd have to shift his form to something big enough to handle the excess meat.
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#16
There's no breath to spare to spar with him verbally, which is a damn shame because that's her favorite kind of exercise. But once the last mud-wriggling bitch is dead, she cleans the blade of her weapon and sticks it in her bag wrapped in the cloth she had procured. And then turns her impish gaze to her companion of the day. "If you spread that name, you'll be watching poetry in motion in your last moments dear." Hotaru has been called worse and more amusing things, doesn't mind at all if he does, but at heart she will always remember her prior title. When people saw her and, unaware of her birth name, still whispered Valkyrie under their breath.

Though now she's very curious about how these gross things taste cooked. "Well you've certainly spoken to the deciding factor - my stomach. I better get some table scraps when they're prepped for the festival," she jibes. Seeing his considering gaze flitting over the worms, she slips her bag over her shoulder across her body, and then kneels in the dirt. A quick tie of her hair into the highest topknot she can manage, and she's hauling the worm onto her shoulders moments later. Clothes can be replaced, but she'd rather not smell worm guts in her hair for a week. Standing, she settles the carcass across her shoulders, and mourns her tired muscles tomorrow. "Lead the way, oh fierce warrior." Her grin is playful, unbothered by the way he'd let her take the lead. It had certainly satisfied her bloodlust.
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Jigano Silversmith
the Sage
Provost of the Loreseekers Soul Shepherd
Portal Guardian
Age: 36 | Height: 6'2" | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 12 - Strg: 30 - Dext: 45 - Endr: 38 - Luck: 42 - Int:
ISUMA - Mythical - Griffin (Venomous)
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#17
"Ah, but can there be any better way to go than with such a sight before me?" He teased back, rarely one to turn down a challenge. Still, maybe he'd only tell a few people about it. Discretion being the better part of valor, and all that.

"There will be more than just scraps at the festival," he assured. "You can eat it as a steak or on a stick, grilled to perfection. It tastes just like chicken, believe it or not." He hadn't believed it either until he'd tried it, and been pleasantly surprised at the mild, smoky flavor it had picked up from the grill. "The key is in the salt and sauces. You'll want to look for Riccar's booth, he has an old family recipe that really kicks up some spice in it." The randomly named NPC farmer certainly knew his way around a Magna Vermis steak!

He had considered taking an animal form to haul the worms back, but with Hotaru taking up the biggest of the bunch with no such assistance the bard felt shamed into doing things the old fashioned way. He followed her lead in tying his hair up (knowing it would do no good, but making the effort anyways) and bent to wrangle the smaller two worms up onto his shoulders before straightening and heading off beside her, leading as commanded. "Now, how would you like to hear the story of how Deimos helped me compose a song for Safrin last Longheat...?" he began with a wicked grin, figuring a tale would help ease their travel as they headed back to the Settlement.

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