"Yes?" Jigano tilted his head at Sam, then chuckled as he realized his friend's confusion - well, some of it. "Ah. Yes, I took a position at the Rathskeller as their bard-in-residence. Songs and stories to entertain the drinkers." He grinned in satsifaction, finishing the last floorboard and sitting back to review their progress. There was still some moss left, surprisingly enough and he stayed kneeling as he watched where Sam went with it next.
His friend's concern was truly touching, though Jigano still was't sure how seriously to take the Long Night fears just yet. "What sort of monsters?" he asked curiously, pushing himself to his feet and brushing his knees off. "What do they look like? How big are they?"
Seeing Sam packing the moss in around the window frame, Jigano took another handful of his own and set to work on the other side, wedging it in tight. His eyes noted the dustiness, and compared to the cleanliness of the little area by the fire it caused a brow to arch curiously. "You know, a little sunlight would probably be good in here, especially when the days are so short," he suggested helpfully.
His friend's concern was truly touching, though Jigano still was't sure how seriously to take the Long Night fears just yet. "What sort of monsters?" he asked curiously, pushing himself to his feet and brushing his knees off. "What do they look like? How big are they?"
Seeing Sam packing the moss in around the window frame, Jigano took another handful of his own and set to work on the other side, wedging it in tight. His eyes noted the dustiness, and compared to the cleanliness of the little area by the fire it caused a brow to arch curiously. "You know, a little sunlight would probably be good in here, especially when the days are so short," he suggested helpfully.
