This wasn't usually his style, but the feeling of the season was infectious and Jigano grinned and headed in the direction of the flag game as he saw others drifting towards Oliver. "Why not?" he chuckled, writing his name on a scrap of paper and tossing it in the bowl as he looked at those gathered and gave Loren a wink. He smiled at both Melita and Kiada - and took note of the tension still singing between them, swallowing back the sudden uncertainty. They'd been able to work together before, and this was just a game, right?
Never mind that it was competitive and potentially violent and once the elbows started flying the blood wouldn't be far behind...
A woman he didn't recognize stepped forward to claim victory and Jigano couldn't help but grin at her forward-thinking solution. He might have piped up, but this was Oliver's game to run, and therefore it was his place to explain the rules, so the bard settled for going to standfoolishly equidistant between Melita and Kiada, forming a living barrier of sorts to help keep them separated.
At least until the game got underway.
Never mind that it was competitive and potentially violent and once the elbows started flying the blood wouldn't be far behind...
A woman he didn't recognize stepped forward to claim victory and Jigano couldn't help but grin at her forward-thinking solution. He might have piped up, but this was Oliver's game to run, and therefore it was his place to explain the rules, so the bard settled for going to stand
At least until the game got underway.
