No peace for the wicked, as the saying went. Instead of being allowed to enjoy the beauty of his first sight of the ocean, a woman soon followed him out of town and began to wail, drawing the attention of others passing by - enough that they gave her a wide berth, avoiding eye contact. Jigano took a tentative step towards her, wondering if she had been hurt, perhaps, but he could neither see nor sense anything physically wrong with her. Whatever had caused her pain seemed to be emotional - a husband lost at sea, perhaps? Or a sister or a friend. From what he'd heard the sea didn't discriminate when it took a ship to its depths.
Whatever the cause it seemed to be a deeply personal moment, however, and one he had no right to interrupt as a stranger. None of the other local natives seemed to be stopping to help, so perhaps this was normal? Open grief was to be respected, not trampled, and he hesitated only a moment longer before turning and walking soundlessly away, not wishing to draw further attention to the woman when he knew he wouldn't appreciate an audience to his own misery. Reaching up to stroke the feathers of the small white gryphon on his shoulder he turned his face instead back to the ocean as he headed away from the port and up the coastline, trying to catch the sights he had missed and hoping not to disturb anyone else's mourning ritual as he walked along.
Whatever the cause it seemed to be a deeply personal moment, however, and one he had no right to interrupt as a stranger. None of the other local natives seemed to be stopping to help, so perhaps this was normal? Open grief was to be respected, not trampled, and he hesitated only a moment longer before turning and walking soundlessly away, not wishing to draw further attention to the woman when he knew he wouldn't appreciate an audience to his own misery. Reaching up to stroke the feathers of the small white gryphon on his shoulder he turned his face instead back to the ocean as he headed away from the port and up the coastline, trying to catch the sights he had missed and hoping not to disturb anyone else's mourning ritual as he walked along.
