[Jaime returned from the city not with weapons or gold but with books. Books on the history of the new city, books on the death of the dragons and the fallout of the war, books on atromitos, and one book he kept well hidden on necromancy and other forbidden magics. He had the lot of them piled under his arm when he returned to the inn, his clothing slightly singed but intact.
His animas, well, if lizards could scowl this one was and sulking irritably on his shoulder. Jaime and Khaji Da did not get along great, not yet. He kept trying to shake the reptile or leave it behind and no matter what he tried it insistently and persistently found its way back to his shoulder to make angry chirp-hiss noises at him and flick its tail painfully against Jaime's back, head, or face.
He was in the middle of trying to head back for his room when he overheard another inn resident he had seen in passing a few times asking questions about the city. As the person she questioned turned away he came up near her, leaning a little to one side to get the satyr's attention.]
I have a book on that, I think. If you want to have a look at it.
X Marks the Spot D
His animas, well, if lizards could scowl this one was and sulking irritably on his shoulder. Jaime and Khaji Da did not get along great, not yet. He kept trying to shake the reptile or leave it behind and no matter what he tried it insistently and persistently found its way back to his shoulder to make angry chirp-hiss noises at him and flick its tail painfully against Jaime's back, head, or face.
He was in the middle of trying to head back for his room when he overheard another inn resident he had seen in passing a few times asking questions about the city. As the person she questioned turned away he came up near her, leaning a little to one side to get the satyr's attention.]
I have a book on that, I think. If you want to have a look at it.