[SE] Capturing a Likeness

"I could go to fetch some water, just give the word. Smouldering you may have to discover yourself, though." Bastien grinned, turning back to his painting just as Ronin sat down, adding in some grass where he thought later he might add two figures to the piece. Something he had been doing lately, capturing his own memories within his scenes...something the critics of his time would likely call a travesty of an idea, but he liked it and they weren't here. Ronin mentioned his own methods of sun catching and he nodded. "Yes, it would be rather painful for me, I think. I have been here for...hm, half an hour perhaps? I try to leave the guild once I see the sun go behind the houses opposite." He looked aside to glance at what Ronin was painting. From what he remembered the man had had talent far back when he had begun his church, and he was eager to see what he would make. Perhaps he would be able to convince Ronin to hang his work in the guild, or...even join? Bastien was not as devoted to recruiting for this as he had been for Safrin, but he knew the lifeblood of any organisation was members. "How has your hunters guild been doing? I heard you went on a terrifying hunt. With a true gaggle of people, farm boys and soldiers." Bastien Start by admitting from cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum