He was surprised to see Sunjata join them, and he didn't bother hiding his frown as Safrin's Assassin came trundling along in their wake. The bard slanted a glance at Deimos, but the General's stoicism set the tone for the job ahead and Jigano followed his lead in giving the Torchliner no trouble. Aisha rated a smile, though, and a welcoming nod for his feline friend. "Good to see you again," he murmured warmly before Deimos laid out the first tasks.
He watched Deimos first, to make sure he knew what the General planned before plucking the strings of the magic in his soul, a familiar enough chord by now: crimson and bronze and green; fire, creation, and earth. The harmony he struck was true, a clear chord only he could hear but all could see as the iron took shape in his hands, lengthening and contorting into the dimensions the General commanded for the perch's base. Steady and sturdy, slow and careful, Jigano molded the metal he called into existence to help his companion create a sturdy base no monster of LongNight could easily break.
He watched Deimos first, to make sure he knew what the General planned before plucking the strings of the magic in his soul, a familiar enough chord by now: crimson and bronze and green; fire, creation, and earth. The harmony he struck was true, a clear chord only he could hear but all could see as the iron took shape in his hands, lengthening and contorting into the dimensions the General commanded for the perch's base. Steady and sturdy, slow and careful, Jigano molded the metal he called into existence to help his companion create a sturdy base no monster of LongNight could easily break.
