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Zara can much more easily affect Janice and she begins weaving a pattern in the water with her slender fingers.

And she realizes she must cast tattle tale again... to try. For with Siv the target, it's just not powerful enough

Ironic that Siv should be a shield for a boggan who could be a threat to her secrecy!

Zara again casts, and at a place of her power, her hands once more go into the stream...

AH! Now she has a better view. And conformation that the ogress is Siv, for how many would vanished from tattle tale like that?

But the lock is now on Janice

Neat trick, that Siv...

"Twice is too oft... cantrips nearly kissing, by my croft, show me what I am missing..." An omen.

Ah, Omen... and Janice's secrets unfold like a tapestry... her deepest secret in the weave. Oh what is this? Janice is taking a bowl away from a lady on a dias, the one she serves. Half finished soup. And she reaches into the bowl and grabs letters, for it is alphabet soup... and she holds them up in her hands... six letters...ten fingers.

A hiss...

Whatever this is a clue to, it is crucial to her.. Janice's greatest secret

Meanwhile, Janice looks, for a moment, flustered.

Did she try some omen on Siv's mask? Nice to see someone else find frustration

Good to see her flustered... but oh... if this is what Janice is....

She can no longer see Siv, and yet she can follow the boggan's eyes. They trail 'someone'.

And in this, Janice acts as a bird dog pointing towards game in the forest Zara cannot make out herself.

A Leaunhaun bar, it seems. Perhaps they are all of this Peacock....

Hm. Any pooka?

Or nockers?

There is neither, but as she is now focused on Janice, she can turn the view... it was more sucessful than the one on Siv (For obvious reasons) she expands her view and...

She sees the knight Siv was talking to. His voice...saying..."impressive fighting, and House Leanhaun can use such. "

She studies the knight so she can describe him later.

Almost as pretty as Remlette, but not quite so, nor as openly cocky. No, his is a stiller arrogance.

Raven hair.... green eyes.

The Harps are pretty of face, but... that means little of what lies beneath. Sluagh see what is hidden.

Oh this isi nteresting, not a peacock feather symbol, but rather a greyhound's head couped. Upon a bracer.

They are at a greyhound track! Oh, well, in a room attached to one.

That narrows things down CONSIDERABLY

Hmmm

Later research will show how rare it truly is... but she will hold the cantrip while it is strong.

It moves, as Janice moves...she reaches out...discretely, cautiously... trying to pick a pocket Hard...

She trips... or rather is tripped...

and there is laughter... Leanhaun might as well be called House Heathers for the way they prey on others socially, even their own.

And a commoner, no matter how useful, will never be sidhe.

Never.

It's not hard to guess what happened . It's a trick Zara might try herself if she met one she could not read. Janice tried to steal a bit of hair, a touch of clothing,from whoever Siv is. And Siv noticed it, and turned it into an 'accidental' trip.

Leaving Janice with nothing but possibly a grudge.

Siv ain't no dummy! A tiny cheer.

"Perhaps you should met her, Angrgyn" Someone says

A name! A false one, but still at last!

Ooof, what a name..

Sounds like something an overenthusiatic wilder might slap together and..oh.. right. Well, no dummy, but perhaps a bit rash in name picking.

Well, she named poor Bellamy after a casserole...

There is that.

It happens/

Whatever Angrgyn responds seems to get nods, surprised looks, and so on. She's playing less interested than she is perhaps?

Ah..but at last the image is fracturing...a slow dissolve. Make the most of it

One last look at Janice, seeing how the boggan is taking the whole situation.

Smoothly! polished. She may have nothing on the new comer, but she acts as one with more power than she has. One who is not as helpless a commoner as she seems. And Zara does not think it is just an act. Once more her mind flashes back to hte omen of the boggan who gathers letters from those she serves.

Suddenly that odd vibration she gets from Janice makes sense. By treasure or art, Janice can SAIN!