There would be more hunts as the season progressed, but for the moment the Sword's early preparations had them stocked for the early days of Deepfrost, and his intention to make use of every piece of the animals had intrigued Jigano, piquing his interest. It was a chance to learn more, and so the loreseeker arrived, bundled in his white fur cloak. Isuma fluttered happily in his wake, in her element amid the Deepfrost snows, and he chuckled as she made her intentions to remain outside to play in the cold white fluff clear.
Inside, he shed his cloak and gave a companionable nod to Oliver and the General, rubbing his hands together to get the chill out of his fingers. "Hello, Guildmaster. I was hoping to take some notes back for the guild on what we do today, to add to the LongNight Preparation chapter in our Chronicle book." More explanation than was really necessary, but Deimos was probably used to that by now.
Inside, he shed his cloak and gave a companionable nod to Oliver and the General, rubbing his hands together to get the chill out of his fingers. "Hello, Guildmaster. I was hoping to take some notes back for the guild on what we do today, to add to the LongNight Preparation chapter in our Chronicle book." More explanation than was really necessary, but Deimos was probably used to that by now.
