Jigano snorted at the 'offer,' blue eyes bright with amusement. "Oh no, friend, you got yourself into that mess, you can get yourself out! I'll come by to cheer you on, though," he promised with a grin. "I'll even bring a honeybeer to help numb the pain of your impending doom at our General's mighty hands." The bard had a particular soft spot for the drink after last year's festival, though in truth he only cared to drink it with Rory. That didn't mean he couldn't deliver mugs to others, though, especially those who hadn't been around last year to participate in the festivities.
His smile softened and a pulse of warm gratitude slipped through the Attuned bond as he nodded his head in acceptance and agreement. "Thank you. I would... appreciate that. I would like it very much, to have friends help, in fact." To replace the helplessness and shame of being bound motionless in his newest and most powerful form, reduced to little more than an insect under the Voice's cold electric gaze.
His lesson on Wicker Women fell on eager ears, and he nodded at Loren's swift soaking up of the information, but the question a moment later caught him a little off guard and he blinked. "Ahh... well, I've never had the opportunity to ask," he admitted, joking weakly as he saw that Loren was probably quite serious. "But I don't think the trees around them are very fond of it. And in Longheat a whole section of woods can go up from a stray flinthopper spark, so if you're going to experiment, do it now or in Deepfrost," he cautioned wryly. "I take it that means you've added fire magic to your extensive arsenal?"
His smile softened and a pulse of warm gratitude slipped through the Attuned bond as he nodded his head in acceptance and agreement. "Thank you. I would... appreciate that. I would like it very much, to have friends help, in fact." To replace the helplessness and shame of being bound motionless in his newest and most powerful form, reduced to little more than an insect under the Voice's cold electric gaze.
His lesson on Wicker Women fell on eager ears, and he nodded at Loren's swift soaking up of the information, but the question a moment later caught him a little off guard and he blinked. "Ahh... well, I've never had the opportunity to ask," he admitted, joking weakly as he saw that Loren was probably quite serious. "But I don't think the trees around them are very fond of it. And in Longheat a whole section of woods can go up from a stray flinthopper spark, so if you're going to experiment, do it now or in Deepfrost," he cautioned wryly. "I take it that means you've added fire magic to your extensive arsenal?"
