The party had been, somewhat to Jigano's surprise, rather successful. He didn't ask nor want to know what the private 'services' in the back room had been about, but out front there had been conversation and dancing to his music and a generally good time had by all. And now that he knew where the church was, he couldn't help but glance on it when his errands took him past. That was how he'd noticed the sign posted outside - one he'd read with a raised brow and a stifled groan.
Adventurers? Quests? Somehow the bartender-turned-priest didn't seem like the type. Not with the way he'd been groaning and coughing over the drinks when they'd met. But... Edy liked him, and Vervain had hired him. And the man had hired Jigano for a mutually acceptable deal, with chances in the future for further employment and performances...
With a sigh, the bard had set himself a mental note to get up early on Friday and at least make sure there enough other people along to keep the man out of trouble.
Yawning still, he ambled towards the meeting spot, blinking in surprise to see Bastien standing all alone. Well, not entirely - another woman was approaching as well, vaguely familiar though he couldn't quite place her. The bard managed a graceful bow in spite of the hour, summoning a tired smile. "Jigano, m'lady. A pleasure to meet you," he introduced before turning to examine Bastien with a critical eye.
At least he appeared hale and healthy today. Perhaps his sickness only came in fits? But his roguish charm almost coaxed a smile to the lorekeeper's lips. "Divine secrets? I'm always eager to learn a secret or two." He arched a silver brow, resting a gloved hand on the pommel of his rapier beneath his cloak, tilting his head curiously. "So... do you have any clues as to what it looks like, or how we'll know it when we see it? Or... where it might be? In a building, underground, up a tree...?"
Adventurers? Quests? Somehow the bartender-turned-priest didn't seem like the type. Not with the way he'd been groaning and coughing over the drinks when they'd met. But... Edy liked him, and Vervain had hired him. And the man had hired Jigano for a mutually acceptable deal, with chances in the future for further employment and performances...
With a sigh, the bard had set himself a mental note to get up early on Friday and at least make sure there enough other people along to keep the man out of trouble.
Yawning still, he ambled towards the meeting spot, blinking in surprise to see Bastien standing all alone. Well, not entirely - another woman was approaching as well, vaguely familiar though he couldn't quite place her. The bard managed a graceful bow in spite of the hour, summoning a tired smile. "Jigano, m'lady. A pleasure to meet you," he introduced before turning to examine Bastien with a critical eye.
At least he appeared hale and healthy today. Perhaps his sickness only came in fits? But his roguish charm almost coaxed a smile to the lorekeeper's lips. "Divine secrets? I'm always eager to learn a secret or two." He arched a silver brow, resting a gloved hand on the pommel of his rapier beneath his cloak, tilting his head curiously. "So... do you have any clues as to what it looks like, or how we'll know it when we see it? Or... where it might be? In a building, underground, up a tree...?"
