The dark-haired man who approached was only vaguely familiar to the bard. He'd seen him around the Guildhall during LongNight, he thought, though at the time Jigano had been so sunk in mourning that he had made little effort to reach out. Now, though, every helping hand was a welcome addition in the fight, and Jigano nodded, flashing the stranger a subdued but grateful smile.
"Thank you, yes, anything you're willing to do would be welcome," he agreed. "We need all the help we can get with this. There are shovels up against the building - grab whichever one you'd like. I could use a hand up here on the steps trying to push the mud back so the others can try and wrangle it into the barrels." He nodded to those on the ground a few steps down who were fighting a (not very efficient) battle to get shovel-fulls of mud into the barrels, where it promptly tried to ooze back out. "If we can just get it off the steps here I might be able to help corral it on the ground." There wasn't much he could do with the stone steps, but once they had it all back on the earthen ground below, he had an idea...
"I'm Jigano, by the way. Of the Loreseeker's Guild," he added with a flicker of a sad smile. "I don't think I've caught your name before...?"
"Thank you, yes, anything you're willing to do would be welcome," he agreed. "We need all the help we can get with this. There are shovels up against the building - grab whichever one you'd like. I could use a hand up here on the steps trying to push the mud back so the others can try and wrangle it into the barrels." He nodded to those on the ground a few steps down who were fighting a (not very efficient) battle to get shovel-fulls of mud into the barrels, where it promptly tried to ooze back out. "If we can just get it off the steps here I might be able to help corral it on the ground." There wasn't much he could do with the stone steps, but once they had it all back on the earthen ground below, he had an idea...
"I'm Jigano, by the way. Of the Loreseeker's Guild," he added with a flicker of a sad smile. "I don't think I've caught your name before...?"
