Caiside was at least putting a good spin on the need to seek shelter with others, and Jigano nodded enthusiastically at the conclusion he came to. "Many people here are quite helpful, and will be happy to offer assistance if they can," the bard offered. "And the proprietress, Vervain, will not tolerate outright violence, I believe. And she has the skill with a bow to back that up!" His own life had been saved by one of her arrows, and further thanks to her healing skills, so he was a bit biased on her behalf, but still optimistic that Caiside would be alright once there.
The tale he received in turn was fascinating in both its newness and the strangeness of Caiside's world, so alike and yet unlike his own when contrasted with Caido. A silver brow arched at the mention of a traitor, but hearing about the syngond's punishment - and how it affected so many others beyond its master, brought a frown to Jigano's lips. "Is there no way for the people to leave?" he asked curiously, and not without concern for the innocents he imagined being terrorized by the shadows of such a beast. "Or a way for heroes, perhaps, to hunt down those lesser slivers and kill or imprison them?" Surely someone would want to make their reputation as a demon slayer that way?
But Caiside looked tense and distant, a feeling Jigano knew well from his own past. "Never mind," he said gently. "It doesn't matter right now. How far away is the celebration? And what will people do for it? Parades? Feasts?"
The tale he received in turn was fascinating in both its newness and the strangeness of Caiside's world, so alike and yet unlike his own when contrasted with Caido. A silver brow arched at the mention of a traitor, but hearing about the syngond's punishment - and how it affected so many others beyond its master, brought a frown to Jigano's lips. "Is there no way for the people to leave?" he asked curiously, and not without concern for the innocents he imagined being terrorized by the shadows of such a beast. "Or a way for heroes, perhaps, to hunt down those lesser slivers and kill or imprison them?" Surely someone would want to make their reputation as a demon slayer that way?
But Caiside looked tense and distant, a feeling Jigano knew well from his own past. "Never mind," he said gently. "It doesn't matter right now. How far away is the celebration? And what will people do for it? Parades? Feasts?"
