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Jigano's words didn't exactly help with Loren's anger. "Or maybe you said something that made me angry." Spreading his hands, he pressed his lips together and gave the bard an exasperated look. "Alright fine, I admit my recent behavior hasn't exactly inspired confidence. But I've always tried to do the right thing in the end, haven't I?" The healer resumed his jerky grinding motion.
"Nothing so far. But Halo has a long tradition of magic, so I'm assuming she's got her hands on something or other." Sighing, he bit his lip. "I'm not going to sell my soul or my loyalty for it, whatever it is." Glancing up at the white-haired man, the Launceleyn shrugged. "Lightning magic, but I already knew she had that." He looked back down at his work.
Listening to Jigano's explanation, Loren sent a pulse of sympathy towards the bard. "I can't help you. You're just going to have to talk to him. And if you need a place to stay during LongNight, you're both welcome in Halo."
"Nothing so far. But Halo has a long tradition of magic, so I'm assuming she's got her hands on something or other." Sighing, he bit his lip. "I'm not going to sell my soul or my loyalty for it, whatever it is." Glancing up at the white-haired man, the Launceleyn shrugged. "Lightning magic, but I already knew she had that." He looked back down at his work.
Listening to Jigano's explanation, Loren sent a pulse of sympathy towards the bard. "I can't help you. You're just going to have to talk to him. And if you need a place to stay during LongNight, you're both welcome in Halo."
Never judge a book by its cover.
