Jigano chuckled at the question of his whereabouts, considering how many times he'd heard it. "I'm not sure yet," he answered honestly. "I've had a few offers from friends but... I'm not fond of being cooped up in one place so long when it's against my will." He gave a little shrug, smiling wryly. "I might help out in the infirmary that week, since I don't know how many nurses will be willing to be away from their families during Long Night. My friend Isla will be there - she's a doctor - and it would be a good opportunity for us to continue my training."
"No," Jigano agreed grimly about gods and coincidences. The question was whether things were being kept in or out. He'd need to do his own recconnaissance of the spire soon to try and find more insight on it, but that could wait for another time. Perhaps night would shed a different light on it...
But Caiside began a tale of his own, and Jigano focused on his friend with alert attention, drinking in every detail as he sipped his tea. The spawn of a dark god? That certainly sounded terrifying! And the memory clearly unsettled the former-demigod as well. "A syngond?" Jigano repeated, tasting the name on his tongue. "But... was the warlord not defeated, then? Or does that dreadful beast still roam your world unchecked?" There was a flicker of horror in his voice, and a grimly sober look in his blue eyes as he waited for the answer.
"No," Jigano agreed grimly about gods and coincidences. The question was whether things were being kept in or out. He'd need to do his own recconnaissance of the spire soon to try and find more insight on it, but that could wait for another time. Perhaps night would shed a different light on it...
But Caiside began a tale of his own, and Jigano focused on his friend with alert attention, drinking in every detail as he sipped his tea. The spawn of a dark god? That certainly sounded terrifying! And the memory clearly unsettled the former-demigod as well. "A syngond?" Jigano repeated, tasting the name on his tongue. "But... was the warlord not defeated, then? Or does that dreadful beast still roam your world unchecked?" There was a flicker of horror in his voice, and a grimly sober look in his blue eyes as he waited for the answer.
