'Let me heal you, dammit' would certainly get a reaction, Jigano considered with a snort of amusement. Probably not the one they wanted, but definitely some kind of reaction! ...From the local peacekeeping force, if nothing else! "Ah yes, if we promise we won't chase them anymore they'll be lining up outside the door in no time!" he laughed back, enjoying the joke for a moment before he took things in a more serious direction. He nodded to Loren's maxim to make themselves appealing, considering ruefully that he'd been quite bad at the marketing aspect of running guild up until now, all things considered.
His reminscence into the sentient rodent people of his world earned confusion from his friend. and rightly so. He shrugged, lips quirking wryly as he remembered a different place and time. "More or less what they sound like," he explained. "Give a three foot tall rat the ability to walk on its hind legs, speak the common tongue, and thumbs, and you get an idea. They were generally clever and civilized, though they often had an unfortunate habit of worshiping a dark god. Not all of them did, though, and many were no different than the townsfold you'd find anywhere else, just... shorter. And fuzzier. With prehensile tails," he added helpfully.
Given the relationship between them he wasn't surprised to hear Loren defending Abasi, and Jigano simply nodded equably at his companion's words. "Yes," he murmured at the end, arching a brow at Loren. "He seemed very upset that they did not come when he called, like hounds brought to heel by his whistle. Difficult it might be, but if he confronts Safrin or Frey with that attitude, can you imagine the outcome?" If they were in a good mood they might be amused by his gall. If they were offended, though...
Well. Loren had surely heard the stories of what had happened to Remi. Hopefully he could talk more sense into his lover than Jigano had managed.
The water fell away, and silence rang eerily around them, unbroken by so much as a single chitter. The hedges seemed to grow closer together as they turned another corner, the path narrowing as they drew nearer to the center and the day grew darker as boughs began to arch overhead, casting the path into shadow. Jigano's attention sharpened and he began pausing, kneeling to inspect the grass more closely until he murmured a soft "Aha!" of discovery, motioning Loren down to see what he had found. "This is what we're looking for," he said, running his fingers beneath the brown-studded green blades. "It doesn't look like much... but perhaps get a scent of it in your badger form in case you need to come back after it for some reason?" A mild suggestion only since Loren's Healing magic was second to none. Regardless of what the Launceleyn did, Jigano closed his eyes and began to hum softly, concentrating his earth and healing magic into his fingers and feeding it into the plant so it grew and spread out slowly around them in an expanding patch of healthy Efas herb.
His reminscence into the sentient rodent people of his world earned confusion from his friend. and rightly so. He shrugged, lips quirking wryly as he remembered a different place and time. "More or less what they sound like," he explained. "Give a three foot tall rat the ability to walk on its hind legs, speak the common tongue, and thumbs, and you get an idea. They were generally clever and civilized, though they often had an unfortunate habit of worshiping a dark god. Not all of them did, though, and many were no different than the townsfold you'd find anywhere else, just... shorter. And fuzzier. With prehensile tails," he added helpfully.
Given the relationship between them he wasn't surprised to hear Loren defending Abasi, and Jigano simply nodded equably at his companion's words. "Yes," he murmured at the end, arching a brow at Loren. "He seemed very upset that they did not come when he called, like hounds brought to heel by his whistle. Difficult it might be, but if he confronts Safrin or Frey with that attitude, can you imagine the outcome?" If they were in a good mood they might be amused by his gall. If they were offended, though...
Well. Loren had surely heard the stories of what had happened to Remi. Hopefully he could talk more sense into his lover than Jigano had managed.
The water fell away, and silence rang eerily around them, unbroken by so much as a single chitter. The hedges seemed to grow closer together as they turned another corner, the path narrowing as they drew nearer to the center and the day grew darker as boughs began to arch overhead, casting the path into shadow. Jigano's attention sharpened and he began pausing, kneeling to inspect the grass more closely until he murmured a soft "Aha!" of discovery, motioning Loren down to see what he had found. "This is what we're looking for," he said, running his fingers beneath the brown-studded green blades. "It doesn't look like much... but perhaps get a scent of it in your badger form in case you need to come back after it for some reason?" A mild suggestion only since Loren's Healing magic was second to none. Regardless of what the Launceleyn did, Jigano closed his eyes and began to hum softly, concentrating his earth and healing magic into his fingers and feeding it into the plant so it grew and spread out slowly around them in an expanding patch of healthy Efas herb.
