He was a little surprised to hear that Remi hadn't considered offerings before, but then, he had a point about having too much to do with gods. What did the alchemist need offerings for? Darkly amused by the thought, Jigano prepared his lantern as well, giving his companion a light shrug. "I don't know anything about this one, and little enough about the rest, really. Since you've met her before, you have a better idea what will coax her out to speak. Though I suppose it would be better if one of us was Ascended. Still," he shrugged again. "We won't know unless we try, and hopefully all it will cost is a little sleep tonight." One way or the other.
Jigano still wasn't sure how he felt about Remi making Sam a concoction - invention? - to return feeling to the Ascended's skin. On the surface it seemed like a wonderful idea, but there were almost certainly going to be consequences none of them could foresee. Still, Remi cared enough about the timid bookseller to try, so the bard had decided to offer what help he could.
"Curious... the goddess's power interfering with your abilities, perhaps? Or just a quirk of the place itself, to dampen magic?" he mused, latching onto the mystery eagerly. "I wonder if any items that already have magic in them would still function? Or if they'd lose their abilities... and whether that loss would be temporary or permanent?" Was the magic being suppressed, or drained? The bard eagerly pulled out his little journal, nearly full now, and jotted the questions down in tiny, cramped writing as he sought to eke as much space as possible from what was left. As soon as he was done he glanced up, giving Remi a nod.
"Lead on, I'm ready when you are."
Jigano still wasn't sure how he felt about Remi making Sam a concoction - invention? - to return feeling to the Ascended's skin. On the surface it seemed like a wonderful idea, but there were almost certainly going to be consequences none of them could foresee. Still, Remi cared enough about the timid bookseller to try, so the bard had decided to offer what help he could.
"Curious... the goddess's power interfering with your abilities, perhaps? Or just a quirk of the place itself, to dampen magic?" he mused, latching onto the mystery eagerly. "I wonder if any items that already have magic in them would still function? Or if they'd lose their abilities... and whether that loss would be temporary or permanent?" Was the magic being suppressed, or drained? The bard eagerly pulled out his little journal, nearly full now, and jotted the questions down in tiny, cramped writing as he sought to eke as much space as possible from what was left. As soon as he was done he glanced up, giving Remi a nod.
"Lead on, I'm ready when you are."
