"Call it old world courtesy, then," he responded with a chuckle. "My old world, at least. Communing with a god can - could - be an intensely personal thing, there. And it's generally not a good idea to be on a god's bad side," he added wryly, giving voice to his thought from earlier. "Especially when they're as, ah, active as the ones here are." Which gave him an idea for Ludo which he tucked away for consideration later...
"I'm glad it's safer for you," he murmured, sincere and a little relieved himself. His trip into the underground with Remi had been thankfully uneventful - at least until they got out again - but there was a great deal of unknown down there, and far too many shadows that could hide danger. The woods had their own dangers, of course, but perhaps since he knew them better he felt more prepared to face them, and more confident that Isla could handle them, too. "Perhaps we'll get lucky and find you a shrine near the Atheneum, too!"
At the mention of heading back the bard nodded, but hesitated, clearing his throat. "Actually... before we do, there was something I, ah, wanted to give you. It's a luckpiece. A charm, if you will. A token I had made from the coins of my world for... well..." He shrugged, smile quirking wryly. "Just because, really. For my closest friends." He slipped his hand into a pocket sewn into his capacious sleeve and held out a small object - a small luxere in copper, with horns of gold, incredibly detailed and almost lifelike. "It seemed appropriate," he said shyly. "I considered a volcanette, but couldn't figure out how to get the fiery blossom right, but the night we saw our first luxere together is one I'll never forget."
"I'm glad it's safer for you," he murmured, sincere and a little relieved himself. His trip into the underground with Remi had been thankfully uneventful - at least until they got out again - but there was a great deal of unknown down there, and far too many shadows that could hide danger. The woods had their own dangers, of course, but perhaps since he knew them better he felt more prepared to face them, and more confident that Isla could handle them, too. "Perhaps we'll get lucky and find you a shrine near the Atheneum, too!"
At the mention of heading back the bard nodded, but hesitated, clearing his throat. "Actually... before we do, there was something I, ah, wanted to give you. It's a luckpiece. A charm, if you will. A token I had made from the coins of my world for... well..." He shrugged, smile quirking wryly. "Just because, really. For my closest friends." He slipped his hand into a pocket sewn into his capacious sleeve and held out a small object - a small luxere in copper, with horns of gold, incredibly detailed and almost lifelike. "It seemed appropriate," he said shyly. "I considered a volcanette, but couldn't figure out how to get the fiery blossom right, but the night we saw our first luxere together is one I'll never forget."
