[ the ritual, indeed. tighnari isn't one for lavish ceremonies, but the blood claim must still be made, in order for tighnari to take his place as mayoi's maker. turning from the window, he gestures for the young man to follow, though he soon chuckles low in his throat. ]
Well, I won't require you to travel to hell, my suite will more than suffice.
[ which is exactly where tighnari leads him. to his private chambers. it's a suite, at least, not intimate in the way that taking someone to the bedroom might be. there's a comfortable little common room first, where a fire crackles low in the hearth, surrounded by comfortable looking armchairs and a squashy sofa. tighnari shuts the door, but very pointedly does not lock it, perhaps for his new novice's sense of safety.
as for the room.. it's quite cozy. the walls are crammed with bookshelves, and where there are no books or scrolls, there are plants, plants of all kinds tucked into nooks and sat upon the stone windowsill, their long tendrils trailing, broad leaves turned toward the night sky. ]
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Well, I won't require you to travel to hell, my suite will more than suffice.
[ which is exactly where tighnari leads him. to his private chambers. it's a suite, at least, not intimate in the way that taking someone to the bedroom might be. there's a comfortable little common room first, where a fire crackles low in the hearth, surrounded by comfortable looking armchairs and a squashy sofa. tighnari shuts the door, but very pointedly does not lock it, perhaps for his new novice's sense of safety.
as for the room.. it's quite cozy. the walls are crammed with bookshelves, and where there are no books or scrolls, there are plants, plants of all kinds tucked into nooks and sat upon the stone windowsill, their long tendrils trailing, broad leaves turned toward the night sky. ]
We can proceed when you're ready.