Jigano watched patiently as Are gathered himself and his belongings together. Gathered his fear and pain, too, and tucked them just as neatly away. "No apology is needed. You aren't the first I've greeted from a far world," Jigano said with a gracious nod, though he kept his smile hidden in deference for the man's worry over his lost companion. Are's manners were, at least, impeccable in spite of his soggy appearance and the bard appreciated his poise - and his determination.
The man's clothes didn't tell Jigano much about him, and all his manners meant were that he came from a somewhat similar civilization, but they would have time to sort out a few things as they walked. The Settlement wasn't terribly far, but it was still a healthy walk. Are's tone might have been sharp, but given that he had just been flung through time and space to a strange world and had just lost a companion who might well have been a loved one, Jigano took no mind of it.
"After death, Ludo collects your soul and holds it in limbo until it can be returned to Mort," Jigano answered, gesturing politely for the man to follow him. Isuma watched him with rapt curiosity, yellow eyes unblinking in her owlet face. "So it is just as well that you aren't dead here. And yes, I can guide you - to the settlement, where people live. Both those that were born here, and those that were brought here like yourself, from far away places," he added, beginning to walk. "Ludo and Mort are gods of death here," he explained, forestalling what he guessed would be the next question. "Well... Ludo is, currently." He didn't stop the quirking of his lips as he considered the complicated mess of secrets and conflicting stories and gods and lost souls. "I am a Loreseeker - one who seeks knowledge to aid others. And also a bard, by trade. But... you may need some time to, ah, come to terms with what has happened to you. I can answer your questions - or try to - when you're ready to ask them," he offered, setting a slow pace to the east across the meadow which was bursting with new life - and yet, still looked vaguely washed out and struggling to thrive.
The man's clothes didn't tell Jigano much about him, and all his manners meant were that he came from a somewhat similar civilization, but they would have time to sort out a few things as they walked. The Settlement wasn't terribly far, but it was still a healthy walk. Are's tone might have been sharp, but given that he had just been flung through time and space to a strange world and had just lost a companion who might well have been a loved one, Jigano took no mind of it.
"After death, Ludo collects your soul and holds it in limbo until it can be returned to Mort," Jigano answered, gesturing politely for the man to follow him. Isuma watched him with rapt curiosity, yellow eyes unblinking in her owlet face. "So it is just as well that you aren't dead here. And yes, I can guide you - to the settlement, where people live. Both those that were born here, and those that were brought here like yourself, from far away places," he added, beginning to walk. "Ludo and Mort are gods of death here," he explained, forestalling what he guessed would be the next question. "Well... Ludo is, currently." He didn't stop the quirking of his lips as he considered the complicated mess of secrets and conflicting stories and gods and lost souls. "I am a Loreseeker - one who seeks knowledge to aid others. And also a bard, by trade. But... you may need some time to, ah, come to terms with what has happened to you. I can answer your questions - or try to - when you're ready to ask them," he offered, setting a slow pace to the east across the meadow which was bursting with new life - and yet, still looked vaguely washed out and struggling to thrive.
