"Isuma always helps!" he declared, pretending to be wounded at Ingrid's lack of faith in the little gryphlet, who hung her head backward over Jigano's hand and peeped happily at the Halovian. It was just as well that she didn't understand the words that they were saying as the topic turned to dick jokes, though, and the Provost's lips thinned with the effort of holding in the bark of laughter at Ingrid's retort. He managed to control himself - barely - and even found strength for an almost-solemn nod.
"As the lady wishes, of course. Let no one say the Halovian Shrine Ho plows the fields like a common laborer." Though it was interesting to note that she was neither for nor against... eggplants. Or rather, that she had variable taste. It made it easier to know what jokes would fly with her in the future, and a good bard always tried to read their audience so they didn't cause accidental offense.
The story was long but hopefully not too rambling, but at its conclusion he blinked in surprise as she yelled at him. Though they'd just met this didn't seem terribly out of character for her, though, so he simply listened in bemusement as she made her demands. "Mmm. There's one about a firebird that has a potentially nasty ending, but overall it's more of a children's book," he mused. "The first one I came across, as a matter of fact. I can show you that one, if you'd like." It would only take an hour to 'read' through, if she wanted a taste of adventure without the real danger.
"Oh? Must be one of the adventurous ones," he grinned at her mention of having met a Fae. "The younger ones tend to be a lot more flexible in their thinking. But I mean that our Queen already banned the Fae... for her crime," he finished with a grimace. "I can see her banning the Halovians as well if they won't let her do as she pleases. You'd be welcome here, but you'd be at risk traveling between here and the portal. And..." He sighed, meeting her eyes. "And I wouldn't condone you using the Guild's information for war against the Hollowed Grounds, if it came to that. I'd prefer not to use it for war at all," he added quietly. But with the issues of the Voice and the Ascended hanging over them he knew better than to make a promise he might not be able to keep.
"As the lady wishes, of course. Let no one say the Halovian Shrine Ho plows the fields like a common laborer." Though it was interesting to note that she was neither for nor against... eggplants. Or rather, that she had variable taste. It made it easier to know what jokes would fly with her in the future, and a good bard always tried to read their audience so they didn't cause accidental offense.
The story was long but hopefully not too rambling, but at its conclusion he blinked in surprise as she yelled at him. Though they'd just met this didn't seem terribly out of character for her, though, so he simply listened in bemusement as she made her demands. "Mmm. There's one about a firebird that has a potentially nasty ending, but overall it's more of a children's book," he mused. "The first one I came across, as a matter of fact. I can show you that one, if you'd like." It would only take an hour to 'read' through, if she wanted a taste of adventure without the real danger.
"Oh? Must be one of the adventurous ones," he grinned at her mention of having met a Fae. "The younger ones tend to be a lot more flexible in their thinking. But I mean that our Queen already banned the Fae... for her crime," he finished with a grimace. "I can see her banning the Halovians as well if they won't let her do as she pleases. You'd be welcome here, but you'd be at risk traveling between here and the portal. And..." He sighed, meeting her eyes. "And I wouldn't condone you using the Guild's information for war against the Hollowed Grounds, if it came to that. I'd prefer not to use it for war at all," he added quietly. But with the issues of the Voice and the Ascended hanging over them he knew better than to make a promise he might not be able to keep.
