Jigano's eyes brightened and his smile relaxed at hearing that Caiside was interested. A thread of relief relaxed inside of him and for a moment he hoped-- Ah, but of course, the man would want to take it slow. The bard's smile turned a little lopsided and he nodded agreement at the wisdom of the stranger's hesitance. It wasn't an outright rejection though, and perhaps once he met Isla and Sam he'd come around?
"No such group has existed here before, that I can find," Jigano explained. "But, on my world, I had heard rumors of such, based far to the south. It seemed a noble cause. I am used to working on my own, but having others with different strengths and specialties, easy to access when questions arise, well... it seemed an idea with pursuing. I'm only now in the process of trying to set it up, and we're still learning as we go - which, I suppose, is the goal." He chuckled at his impromptu joke, but as Caiside continued the humor fell away and his smile lost some of its luster.
Ahhh... it was a rejection then, though at least a soft one. That brought the total of those he had asked to five... more than half of whom had refused him. His was not so glamorous a group as the Bounty Hunters, nor as hedonistically easy as Bastien's Church. It was no wonder people shied away and yet... as competent, curious and noble as the stranger had seemed, still, he had hoped...
Burying his disappointment, he sipped his tea and nodded congenially. "Yes, I can take you to meet him and see if you can work together. He is... a brusque man. Set in his ways. But despite his somewhat, ah, raw manners his skill at fine manipulation of metal is incredible." He tilted his head, eyes crinkling ruefully.
"Settling into a home here might be less easy in the winter... many of the buildings are damaged or ruined in some way. The good ones have largely been claimed, so fixing one up to be habitable in the snow may not be the easiest task, but I'll offer what help I can." Given how little aid he had found on his arrival, he couldn't bring himself to leave Caiside up the same creek. Even if he wasn't as strong as so many others he knew, and his help might not amount to much.
"No such group has existed here before, that I can find," Jigano explained. "But, on my world, I had heard rumors of such, based far to the south. It seemed a noble cause. I am used to working on my own, but having others with different strengths and specialties, easy to access when questions arise, well... it seemed an idea with pursuing. I'm only now in the process of trying to set it up, and we're still learning as we go - which, I suppose, is the goal." He chuckled at his impromptu joke, but as Caiside continued the humor fell away and his smile lost some of its luster.
Ahhh... it was a rejection then, though at least a soft one. That brought the total of those he had asked to five... more than half of whom had refused him. His was not so glamorous a group as the Bounty Hunters, nor as hedonistically easy as Bastien's Church. It was no wonder people shied away and yet... as competent, curious and noble as the stranger had seemed, still, he had hoped...
Burying his disappointment, he sipped his tea and nodded congenially. "Yes, I can take you to meet him and see if you can work together. He is... a brusque man. Set in his ways. But despite his somewhat, ah, raw manners his skill at fine manipulation of metal is incredible." He tilted his head, eyes crinkling ruefully.
"Settling into a home here might be less easy in the winter... many of the buildings are damaged or ruined in some way. The good ones have largely been claimed, so fixing one up to be habitable in the snow may not be the easiest task, but I'll offer what help I can." Given how little aid he had found on his arrival, he couldn't bring himself to leave Caiside up the same creek. Even if he wasn't as strong as so many others he knew, and his help might not amount to much.
