Jigano nodded, frowning at the thought. "Yes. We're not the only ones, either. Remi, too, has struggled with it lately. I can make things out of wood and linen... and more recently, out of metal and glass. But not out of leather or wool. It's very strange." There seemed to be a connection between his magics now that wasn't there before, as if a fret had grown beneath the strings, linking them together. Some of them, at least.
Moving into the final part of the statue, Jigano painstakingly crafted each detail of the head of the sleeping dragonling, Isuma occasionally peeping softly as she reminded him of the way the light caught Coffee's eye ridges, or the peek of a fang from beneath a scaled lip. Sweat was beaded on the bard's brow when he finished, a slight shake to his hands as he gently set the small statue - almost life sized - at the base of Ludo's shrine. He sat silently for a moment, then drew a slow, deep breath and nodded at the work he had done.
"Who won?" Deimos could hardly drop news like that without more information. It was hard to imagine the stoic General giving himself over to such a game with any but Amalia, or perhaps Kiada and Rex. Hard... but not impossible. Adam had a way of finding even the most unlikely of friends. "Did he let you shoot it?"
Moving into the final part of the statue, Jigano painstakingly crafted each detail of the head of the sleeping dragonling, Isuma occasionally peeping softly as she reminded him of the way the light caught Coffee's eye ridges, or the peek of a fang from beneath a scaled lip. Sweat was beaded on the bard's brow when he finished, a slight shake to his hands as he gently set the small statue - almost life sized - at the base of Ludo's shrine. He sat silently for a moment, then drew a slow, deep breath and nodded at the work he had done.
"Who won?" Deimos could hardly drop news like that without more information. It was hard to imagine the stoic General giving himself over to such a game with any but Amalia, or perhaps Kiada and Rex. Hard... but not impossible. Adam had a way of finding even the most unlikely of friends. "Did he let you shoot it?"
