"I have no idea what the warmer months are like," Jigano admitted with a soft chuckle. "I met you only a short time after I arrived here. A short autumn for me, an abrupt winter... who knows what the rest of the year is like? But if the glow is magical, specifically to ward off the monsters of Long Night, it would make sense that it strengthens in Deepfrost and fades afterwards." A loud crunch interrupted their whispering as one of the luxere bit into an apple with every evidence of enjoyment. The bard laughed silently as it let out a satisfied snort then went back to the sweet hay, its companions already making significant inroads into their snacks, meandering closer to the pair on the rock as they did so.
"I suppose we could try," he mused, coming back to her question once he had control of his voice again. "Though... as busy as you are with the infirmary, and I with the Rathskeller, I don't know how we'd have time to follow them. If we're still here next year, though, perhaps we can plan for it. With the way the combative types are rallying for a surge against the spire, though..." He trailed off thoughtfully, then glanced down at his friend with a raised brow. "Actually, I heard a rumor that the Ascended are meant to somehow be a key in unlocking that damn obelisk. Do you know anything about that, by chance?"
"I suppose we could try," he mused, coming back to her question once he had control of his voice again. "Though... as busy as you are with the infirmary, and I with the Rathskeller, I don't know how we'd have time to follow them. If we're still here next year, though, perhaps we can plan for it. With the way the combative types are rallying for a surge against the spire, though..." He trailed off thoughtfully, then glanced down at his friend with a raised brow. "Actually, I heard a rumor that the Ascended are meant to somehow be a key in unlocking that damn obelisk. Do you know anything about that, by chance?"
