The swearing was intriguing, and Jigano took a few mental notes of new combinations he hadn't heard before as he watched the door from which the words were emerging. Soon enough the voice had a face - and a broom, as it turned out. The bard wasn't particularly phobic of spiders, but he still gave the large arachnid a wide berth, both eyebrows nearing his hairline at its size and... unsteadiness?
Chunk was on hand to protect him - or, more likely, to entertain himself - however, and Jigano offered the big cat a nod a of gratitude. "Thank you, my friend," he murmured, even as the feline announced his presence with all the gravitas of a court minister. "I'll just seat myself, shall I?"
With a grin he turned to Vervain - from her appearance she at least matched Edy's description of the woman - and gave a more proper bow before approaching her domain. A glance over showed him a woman who liked to get things done, who might appreciate flattery - but would rather get to the heart of the matter than spend half the night dancing around it with pretty, empty words.
"If you're Vervain, I was hoping you could get me a job, actually," he said, flashing one of his more charming smiles. "My name is Jigano Silversmith - lorekeeper, bard, and general entertainer when it means a steady source of sustenance for keeping body and soul together. Would the Rathskeller be interested in an evening performer, by chance?"
Chunk was on hand to protect him - or, more likely, to entertain himself - however, and Jigano offered the big cat a nod a of gratitude. "Thank you, my friend," he murmured, even as the feline announced his presence with all the gravitas of a court minister. "I'll just seat myself, shall I?"
With a grin he turned to Vervain - from her appearance she at least matched Edy's description of the woman - and gave a more proper bow before approaching her domain. A glance over showed him a woman who liked to get things done, who might appreciate flattery - but would rather get to the heart of the matter than spend half the night dancing around it with pretty, empty words.
"If you're Vervain, I was hoping you could get me a job, actually," he said, flashing one of his more charming smiles. "My name is Jigano Silversmith - lorekeeper, bard, and general entertainer when it means a steady source of sustenance for keeping body and soul together. Would the Rathskeller be interested in an evening performer, by chance?"
