crying out loud (open)

loren

Letting out the mental equivalent of a sigh, Loren turned to snarl at a hedge. Lovely. The sarcasm was impossible to miss. At least he had an escape route in the form of a goose. Jigano’s reaction to that revelation was definitely enough to cheer the summoner up. Got startled by something falling down and grew feathers instead of fur. Still, the slightly self-deprecating thought couldn’t hide the sheer joy and pride he felt in his new form.

For now, though, his original human form would do. As the bard spoke, the Launceleyn nodded. ”Have you tried planting it outside the Labyrinth? So that you don’t have to trek all the way out here. I'm sure the Medical College would love to get its hands on such a panacea.” He eyed the hedges warily, as well as the squirrels, though at least they followed at a safe distance.

Then though, he turned to grin at the bard ”At least your healing magic means you don’t really need the herb anymore. So worst case you won’t be picking more of it.” There was a gentle tone to Loren’s voice, unsure how the white-haired man would react to magic.

Then, however, the summoner sighed. ”While we’re walking, can I get your advice on something?” He shot a glance at Jigano, the Launceleyn clearing wondering if the bard could help with this task.

Never judge a book by its cover.