He smiled at Rexanna's introduction and courtly manners, even though her sultry tones so early in the morning seemed out of place. He wasn't sure quite how to respond, but thankfully didn't have to before Bastien stole the spotlight again. "Well, at least we'll be able to see it in the dark?" Jigano quipped. "And gold should stand out from the snow." But like his host, he didn't see any convenient statues around to help 'point the way.' The building that Bastien chose would have been his choice as well, a sense of fallen beauty to it that well might house artworks and statues of centuries past.
He picked his way carefully behind the priest, nimble even on the shifting rubble. He turned to offer a gallant arm to Rexanna over the worst parts, though he didn't try to force his help if she were comfortable at her own pace. The interior of the building was at least dry, though with the broken floor Jigano was a little leery of exploring too far in.
Bastien's eyes caught the statues first, peering into the hole while the bard looked to the ceiling and walls in open curiosity at what the building had once been. Once his attention was drawn to the subterranean figures, however, he blinked and nodded agreement. "Yes, I suppose... they could be..." he mused, not entirely certain. The Brow rose at Bastien's quick enthusiasm, and while the lorekeeper considered trying to stop him, the priest was already making his dive before Jigano had made up his mind to speak up or not.
Peering carefully over the edge of the hole, he applauded politely, but noting the depth of the drop he found himself tilting his head curiously down at his intrepid leader. "That was very impressive, Bastien but... how do you intend to get back up?" He hadn't brought a rope - a lack of preparation he was ready to curse himself for - but if there were statues and things down below...
"Surely the people who made those statues had a better way to get them down there?" he murmured to Rexanna, a smile playing at his lips as he started to look around the less-broken parts of the floor. "Let's see if we can't find some stairs..." He drifted over to a damaged portion of the wall to begin searching, humming thoughtfully to himself. It took some time (during which he studiously ignored any complaints Bastien might have) but eventually he found a corner with a plank of wood that had once been part of the ceiling tilted over it. When he ducked behind it a set of stairs awaited, descending into the dark. Testing the wood carefully, the Lorekeeper made a stately descent, walking over to join Bastien and Rexanna with serene calm to see what they'd discovered of the statues.
He picked his way carefully behind the priest, nimble even on the shifting rubble. He turned to offer a gallant arm to Rexanna over the worst parts, though he didn't try to force his help if she were comfortable at her own pace. The interior of the building was at least dry, though with the broken floor Jigano was a little leery of exploring too far in.
Bastien's eyes caught the statues first, peering into the hole while the bard looked to the ceiling and walls in open curiosity at what the building had once been. Once his attention was drawn to the subterranean figures, however, he blinked and nodded agreement. "Yes, I suppose... they could be..." he mused, not entirely certain. The Brow rose at Bastien's quick enthusiasm, and while the lorekeeper considered trying to stop him, the priest was already making his dive before Jigano had made up his mind to speak up or not.
Peering carefully over the edge of the hole, he applauded politely, but noting the depth of the drop he found himself tilting his head curiously down at his intrepid leader. "That was very impressive, Bastien but... how do you intend to get back up?" He hadn't brought a rope - a lack of preparation he was ready to curse himself for - but if there were statues and things down below...
"Surely the people who made those statues had a better way to get them down there?" he murmured to Rexanna, a smile playing at his lips as he started to look around the less-broken parts of the floor. "Let's see if we can't find some stairs..." He drifted over to a damaged portion of the wall to begin searching, humming thoughtfully to himself. It took some time (during which he studiously ignored any complaints Bastien might have) but eventually he found a corner with a plank of wood that had once been part of the ceiling tilted over it. When he ducked behind it a set of stairs awaited, descending into the dark. Testing the wood carefully, the Lorekeeper made a stately descent, walking over to join Bastien and Rexanna with serene calm to see what they'd discovered of the statues.
