"Well that depends on the kind of things you know," Isla said with a playful smile, moving now to join him on his new search for more of the seed pods. She was content with her haul of them for now, in truth, but talk of harvesting some with the intention of growing them closer to home had very much piqued her interest. They would be easier to transport than the fiery blooms behind them, too. Her smile turned wry as Jigano brought up the currency of the place, or the lack thereof, and she nodded in agreement.
"Where I came from there was a rationing system. One could trade rations within the settlement, but... it was not the same as coin. I imagine if everyone here is stuck, what little value currency had became obsolete in lieu of survival. It isn't like anyone can trade beyond the barrier, after all..." Yet another reason to investigate whether there was a way out of here.
She nodded enthusiastically as Jigano seemed to take to the idea of visiting the infirmary, Isla leaning down to help him search for the pods. "That would certainly go a long way to earning my goodwill," she said jokingly, "and you would be more than welcome to tell your tales in the ward. Drop by any time."
If only their conversation could remain on such light topics; regrettably, the Spire Demon had a habit of sobering things somewhat. "I'm not certain whether the Spire is the source of the barrier... but it would seem to indicate as much, wouldn't it?" Isla shrugged, throwing back her memory to try and recall if she'd heard anything regarding the timeframe. "I met one of the natives when we first arrived, named Rory," she said with a nod. "He said that the tales of the creature went back for centuries. It doesn't seem to eat or sleep. A friend of mine, Remi, has written notes about everything we have found out regarding the monster." She didn't know if that would help at all, but it would give Jigano a lead if he did want to find out more.
"Where I came from there was a rationing system. One could trade rations within the settlement, but... it was not the same as coin. I imagine if everyone here is stuck, what little value currency had became obsolete in lieu of survival. It isn't like anyone can trade beyond the barrier, after all..." Yet another reason to investigate whether there was a way out of here.
She nodded enthusiastically as Jigano seemed to take to the idea of visiting the infirmary, Isla leaning down to help him search for the pods. "That would certainly go a long way to earning my goodwill," she said jokingly, "and you would be more than welcome to tell your tales in the ward. Drop by any time."
If only their conversation could remain on such light topics; regrettably, the Spire Demon had a habit of sobering things somewhat. "I'm not certain whether the Spire is the source of the barrier... but it would seem to indicate as much, wouldn't it?" Isla shrugged, throwing back her memory to try and recall if she'd heard anything regarding the timeframe. "I met one of the natives when we first arrived, named Rory," she said with a nod. "He said that the tales of the creature went back for centuries. It doesn't seem to eat or sleep. A friend of mine, Remi, has written notes about everything we have found out regarding the monster." She didn't know if that would help at all, but it would give Jigano a lead if he did want to find out more.
