He nodded amiably as she added on to his point, but his expression perked up with interest at her next question. "You know of elves?" he asked eagerly. She was the first Natural he'd spoken with who had, and he couldn't help but be hopeful that perhaps she had news of someone else from his world who had come through Halo. "I'm from Numeria. A country that was on the northern plains of my world, with forests to the south and mountains to the west... a little like Halo used to be, perhaps." A vast country, and a dangerous one, far less civilized than the Taldane nations to the south. "Mostly humans live there, but there are smaller enclaves of elves, dwarves, halflings, half-orcs, and gnomes in most of the larger towns and cities. Goblins, too," he added, with a sad, rueful smile.
It sounded as though Weaver had some rough times ahead with a little brother plowing through adolescence, and he took her words to heart with a wry chuckle. "Any tips on how to approach him?" So far he'd been coming up empty and thanks to his first meeting with Loren he was hesitant to push where he wasn't wanted. "Lap harp, flute, panpipes, hand drum and mandolin... though mine was lost when I was brought here and I haven't practiced in two years," he admitted. "Haven't been able to find a decent lutier to construct a new one since." Though now that he had the magic for it, maybe he could... "What about your brother? Or yourself, for that matter?" He teased lightly. "A bar can always use a good bard to entertain folks in the evening. Why, it's in the name! Can't spell 'bard' without 'bar' after all." His grin was downright roguish as they continued on.
"All the ones I've seen," he agreed to the question of souls. "And there were quite a few this year on the beach, when Ludo gathered the souls of the sea to him." In fact, hadn't he seen Weaver there...? Or perhaps not. He'd been distracted by Seiji and those he had already known that night. Her lack of details on the past was a little disappointing after he'd gotten his hopes up, but her suggestion earned an easy nod of agreement. "That's what my Guild does. I suspect it has something to do with Rae. That's the god I've heard connected with weather patterns and changes to the natural world before, but why and what caused it? That will take a bit more digging." Maybe he could ask Phoebe to ask Frey? "I'll ask the same of you, kind Weaver. I'd appreciate sharing what we learn of Halo's history. Or anything else you can teach me about your land and how better to survive here," he added earnestly. "I know of the ursurs and the cannibals, the white dragons and the blizzards. What else should I be wary of?"
It sounded as though Weaver had some rough times ahead with a little brother plowing through adolescence, and he took her words to heart with a wry chuckle. "Any tips on how to approach him?" So far he'd been coming up empty and thanks to his first meeting with Loren he was hesitant to push where he wasn't wanted. "Lap harp, flute, panpipes, hand drum and mandolin... though mine was lost when I was brought here and I haven't practiced in two years," he admitted. "Haven't been able to find a decent lutier to construct a new one since." Though now that he had the magic for it, maybe he could... "What about your brother? Or yourself, for that matter?" He teased lightly. "A bar can always use a good bard to entertain folks in the evening. Why, it's in the name! Can't spell 'bard' without 'bar' after all." His grin was downright roguish as they continued on.
"All the ones I've seen," he agreed to the question of souls. "And there were quite a few this year on the beach, when Ludo gathered the souls of the sea to him." In fact, hadn't he seen Weaver there...? Or perhaps not. He'd been distracted by Seiji and those he had already known that night. Her lack of details on the past was a little disappointing after he'd gotten his hopes up, but her suggestion earned an easy nod of agreement. "That's what my Guild does. I suspect it has something to do with Rae. That's the god I've heard connected with weather patterns and changes to the natural world before, but why and what caused it? That will take a bit more digging." Maybe he could ask Phoebe to ask Frey? "I'll ask the same of you, kind Weaver. I'd appreciate sharing what we learn of Halo's history. Or anything else you can teach me about your land and how better to survive here," he added earnestly. "I know of the ursurs and the cannibals, the white dragons and the blizzards. What else should I be wary of?"
