"Ah, well, you'll know her when you see her, if Jyoti is with her." Jigano shrugged lightly against the wounded heart that still ached from LongNight. If Sunjata was one of Safrin's followers now he'd surely find his way to Amalia's doorstep eventually - and if he didn't, fate would guide his steps to her one way or another.
His crooked grin widened at the comment about starting somewhere. Zariah was practically training wheels compared to what they'd experienced on their respective homeworlds, but she'd been annoying enough given the limited space within the Hollowed Grounds at the time. Better for them all that she was gone - and better for her that it had happened before it had turned to a civil war.
A history question was right up the bard's alley, though, and he chuckled as he leaned against the table. "There actually was one, or at least a prototype of one. A Natural mage named Maea tried to set one up, while the barrier still stood. It wasn't very popular though, and she got sick before she could finish putting the framework into place." He sighed, glancing down as he toyed with his glass. "She was a member of my guild... but no one has seen her in seasons now." Another vanished soul within the Hollowed Grounds to who-knew-where. "After that no one really wanted to deal with it until Zariah started calling herself Queen. Then she named Edy, Edy named ... Ronin and Wessex... and then Ronin abdicated so it's just that--" he stopped himself at the last moment, before murderous bitch could escape, teeth clicking shut on the alcohol-loosened truth that almost slipped out. "That bloody-handed blond," he finished instead a moment later, wrestling his scowl back into a semblance of neutrality.
"Perhaps... the Portals are an interesting conundrum," Jigano agreed with a sigh. "Though the only place they currently go is the Greatwood - which the Fae have forbidden us from entering - and the Fangs; a place of icy mountains and snow and... not much else, actually, that I was able to see. Adam might know more, since he made it through with Loren," he added helpfully.
His crooked grin widened at the comment about starting somewhere. Zariah was practically training wheels compared to what they'd experienced on their respective homeworlds, but she'd been annoying enough given the limited space within the Hollowed Grounds at the time. Better for them all that she was gone - and better for her that it had happened before it had turned to a civil war.
A history question was right up the bard's alley, though, and he chuckled as he leaned against the table. "There actually was one, or at least a prototype of one. A Natural mage named Maea tried to set one up, while the barrier still stood. It wasn't very popular though, and she got sick before she could finish putting the framework into place." He sighed, glancing down as he toyed with his glass. "She was a member of my guild... but no one has seen her in seasons now." Another vanished soul within the Hollowed Grounds to who-knew-where. "After that no one really wanted to deal with it until Zariah started calling herself Queen. Then she named Edy, Edy named ... Ronin and Wessex... and then Ronin abdicated so it's just that--" he stopped himself at the last moment, before murderous bitch could escape, teeth clicking shut on the alcohol-loosened truth that almost slipped out. "That bloody-handed blond," he finished instead a moment later, wrestling his scowl back into a semblance of neutrality.
"Perhaps... the Portals are an interesting conundrum," Jigano agreed with a sigh. "Though the only place they currently go is the Greatwood - which the Fae have forbidden us from entering - and the Fangs; a place of icy mountains and snow and... not much else, actually, that I was able to see. Adam might know more, since he made it through with Loren," he added helpfully.
