"The Grounds are particularly known for its apples," Jigano replied with a grin. "And you came at just the right season for them. But also pears, plums, cherries, berries, and the like." He chuckled as he considered the convenience of his own magic, but was content to wait until Rance came up with a request before he employed it, in case the raven-man wanted something they had in more mundane stock.
Scones and biscuits were arranged and set on a small table between two of the chairs by the fireplace. He kept a careful watch on Rance from the corner of his eye to see how the other man was doing as Jigano puttered about, content to give him time and space to come to terms with what he was learning before pressing for more. When he had finished as much of the preparations as he could until the water was heated he leaned against the arm of one of the chairs and listened to Rance's description, nodding encouragement at each piece of new information. "Hmm. A separated world then?" he mused thoughtfully. "You'll find Fae and skinshifters here. Nature spirits as well, of a sort. Kings and Queens are fewer in between, mostly the result of Outlanders trying to carve places of power for themselves." He tilted his head, lips quirking wryly as he considered his own heritage. "What are your skinshifters like?"
Scones and biscuits were arranged and set on a small table between two of the chairs by the fireplace. He kept a careful watch on Rance from the corner of his eye to see how the other man was doing as Jigano puttered about, content to give him time and space to come to terms with what he was learning before pressing for more. When he had finished as much of the preparations as he could until the water was heated he leaned against the arm of one of the chairs and listened to Rance's description, nodding encouragement at each piece of new information. "Hmm. A separated world then?" he mused thoughtfully. "You'll find Fae and skinshifters here. Nature spirits as well, of a sort. Kings and Queens are fewer in between, mostly the result of Outlanders trying to carve places of power for themselves." He tilted his head, lips quirking wryly as he considered his own heritage. "What are your skinshifters like?"
