Jigano waited for further elaboration, suspecting that there was more to it than merely 'power.' There always was, especially when 'power' could mean so many things. Isuma was not so cautious, approaching Are with kittenish energy to examine his hand. She did not scent his fingers as a dog might, having no sense of smell in her small beak, but she tilted her head at his fingers, checking them for treats and nibbling gently at one to make sure he hadn't been holding one recently that she might get a taste of.
"Ahh... on my world we are called Oracles," Jigano said, a sad smile in his words as he paused and watched Are greet the little gryphlet, who peeped happily up at both of them. "Men and women both, but... that, too, was taken from me when I was brought here. The mages of this world are... skilled in different ways," he tried to explain, though more slowly this time. "Some can control the elements, others can heal with magic, or take the shapes of animals. But... I have not heard of anyone who has the power of augury or finding. Not so far, at least." He could see the ring on the man's finger, and considered the woman he had been looking for when he arrived. Of course the woman was his wife. And if their boat had capsized on their world, and she hadn't appeared with him...
The bard's heart constricted in his chest, a quiet ache of sympathy for the man playing so innocently with the young gryphon in the spring grass. "But... this land is bounded by a magical barrier," he said at last, voice soft. "One we cannot yet escape, though we are trying. It is not so large an area to search. And perhaps she will see the Spire and find her way to the settlement on her own, if she was brought here with you?"
"Ahh... on my world we are called Oracles," Jigano said, a sad smile in his words as he paused and watched Are greet the little gryphlet, who peeped happily up at both of them. "Men and women both, but... that, too, was taken from me when I was brought here. The mages of this world are... skilled in different ways," he tried to explain, though more slowly this time. "Some can control the elements, others can heal with magic, or take the shapes of animals. But... I have not heard of anyone who has the power of augury or finding. Not so far, at least." He could see the ring on the man's finger, and considered the woman he had been looking for when he arrived. Of course the woman was his wife. And if their boat had capsized on their world, and she hadn't appeared with him...
The bard's heart constricted in his chest, a quiet ache of sympathy for the man playing so innocently with the young gryphon in the spring grass. "But... this land is bounded by a magical barrier," he said at last, voice soft. "One we cannot yet escape, though we are trying. It is not so large an area to search. And perhaps she will see the Spire and find her way to the settlement on her own, if she was brought here with you?"
