Jigano sent a pulse of understanding back along the bond, knowing he had his own reputation for meddling - and not unearned. Being a bard and an adventurer it was in his blood... and he had a habit of pushing too hard and too far when he thought he was right (which, to be fair, was often). He'd gotten his fingers scorched more than since coming to Caido by trying to help and only causing more problems instead.
Problems that even a goddess had called him on, shredding his ego and illusions and humbling him in ways he was still discovering. Jigano rumbled gratitude for Loren's understanding, finding the support to be a balm to deep wounds. At least people know that you're willing to help if asked? The dragon tried to find the silver lining in turn, glad that the Launceleyn - was he still a Launceleyn? - had agreed to travel with him today.
Grief was shared, and would linger for a lifetime, but they could not drown in it forever, and after a time of silence the conversation moved on to new beginnings. I've met Kaimana, he sent back, amused at the memory of the odd but endearing young man. Though he asked far more questions than he answered. I haven't yet met his sister. Delphia... I've heard the name before, but thought her merely a charlatan. Anyone could make wild claims, after all, and a strong enough mage could back them up, especially with those unusual and unique types of magic he and Loren had once talked about.
Jigano sent a pulse of pleased acceptance through the link - at being a teacher, but also a student. If you invite them to learn, it will likely cause offense, he agreed. They have taken exception before to the implication that we know more than they do. It may be better to ask in a more roundabout way... perhaps by asking individuals other than Delah if they'd share knowledge of their skills. Make it less a 'Fae' thing and more about specialists in their fields. Jiao might be able to teach a class on dying cloth, for instance. Hazel could teach basket weaving. Things like that. Not that he'd seen his Fae friends since before LongNight. He hoped they were alright, and that the monsters had stayed within the barrierlands.
Of course, now they had new threats from outside the barrier, in the form of Neron and Zariah. And... mage glass? Hmmm. Yes, Neron's word means little against theirs, he agreed, hiding the flinch at Safrin's name as best he could. She was still Amalia's beloved goddess, for all her capriciousness towards him. And the spirit's name is 'Eirachi.' She seems to be associated with Halo's ice and snow and has a reputation for, ah, and I quote Ingrid here: 'fucking with travelers on the Tundra.' Perhaps a little like a colder version of Ludo? I haven't learned anything that might be used to appease her, he admitted with a faint sense of a grimace through the bond. Though it seems like the wise thing to do... just in case.
Problems that even a goddess had called him on, shredding his ego and illusions and humbling him in ways he was still discovering. Jigano rumbled gratitude for Loren's understanding, finding the support to be a balm to deep wounds. At least people know that you're willing to help if asked? The dragon tried to find the silver lining in turn, glad that the Launceleyn - was he still a Launceleyn? - had agreed to travel with him today.
Grief was shared, and would linger for a lifetime, but they could not drown in it forever, and after a time of silence the conversation moved on to new beginnings. I've met Kaimana, he sent back, amused at the memory of the odd but endearing young man. Though he asked far more questions than he answered. I haven't yet met his sister. Delphia... I've heard the name before, but thought her merely a charlatan. Anyone could make wild claims, after all, and a strong enough mage could back them up, especially with those unusual and unique types of magic he and Loren had once talked about.
Jigano sent a pulse of pleased acceptance through the link - at being a teacher, but also a student. If you invite them to learn, it will likely cause offense, he agreed. They have taken exception before to the implication that we know more than they do. It may be better to ask in a more roundabout way... perhaps by asking individuals other than Delah if they'd share knowledge of their skills. Make it less a 'Fae' thing and more about specialists in their fields. Jiao might be able to teach a class on dying cloth, for instance. Hazel could teach basket weaving. Things like that. Not that he'd seen his Fae friends since before LongNight. He hoped they were alright, and that the monsters had stayed within the barrierlands.
Of course, now they had new threats from outside the barrier, in the form of Neron and Zariah. And... mage glass? Hmmm. Yes, Neron's word means little against theirs, he agreed, hiding the flinch at Safrin's name as best he could. She was still Amalia's beloved goddess, for all her capriciousness towards him. And the spirit's name is 'Eirachi.' She seems to be associated with Halo's ice and snow and has a reputation for, ah, and I quote Ingrid here: 'fucking with travelers on the Tundra.' Perhaps a little like a colder version of Ludo? I haven't learned anything that might be used to appease her, he admitted with a faint sense of a grimace through the bond. Though it seems like the wise thing to do... just in case.
