#anywhere

Another punch, and another.

"Find the child." Frank instructs Vali, and goes to restrain Dagmar. "Dame! Control yourself!"

She is Not Interested in control - no, this is pure rage, set on pummelling the stranger.

The woman's face is busted and bleeding and it's pretty apparent a few more blows and she'll kill her

Frank grabs Dagmar, holding her.

She growls, and Frank is the target now as she turns on him like a rabid cat.

Vali says "Found him.. ah shit" He looks up to see Frank trying to put the Gwydion in a hold

They say youth and skill will never defeat old age and treachery, and it's a good thing Frank moved to restrain her before he warned her, because the Falcon's fury causes her to buck like a rhino in a rage. Still, he's won wrestling championships on Thyle and elsewhere, and it shows as her contains her...for now

Dagmar is strong, but she's also fighting without thought or strategy...

Frank carefully puts her in a headlock. "Dagmar, calm down..... sshhh.... "

"Hold on, Frank. I think I can help her calm down, but you need to hold onto a bit longer" Vali declares"Now is the Summer of our Discontent made somber winter by our son of Beaumayn." Twisting the Bard

Just as Dagmar seems ready to break herself trying to get at her enemies, and they are ALL her enemies... Vali's presses a hand to her brow as his bunk finishes!

And she feels...her rage quell...

And when it does, she goes limp - panting for breath and a touch disoriented.

"I think you can let go now, Frank. "

Frank pants quietly, but does release her.

"Are you ok, Dagmar?" He asks as he lets go and starts to move to the injured mortal.

"I don't..." She frowns, and seems to be piecing together what just happened.

Frank assesses her injuries.

The mortal is missing teeth, and might need medical attention.. she should live though

Vali wipes his brow "OK. Dags... I think that was your first real berserk...curse of the green and gold. You're going to feel a bit numb for a bit, but it passes. It was the only way I dcould get you out of it"

"Oh. Sure..." A touch distant, almost apathetic.

"Please don't hurt me" A voice squeeks

"I'm not a liar."

Frank grimaces. "Damn. Ok, she's hurt, needs medical attention."

"Is the child alright?"

"He's just terrified" Vali says "Frank. I've got one of Kerri's cookies, might help the lady but we'll be down a heal"

Vali turns "hey kid. I knwo you're scared, but we're good guys. " He says gently, "So that lady used to beat up on you a lot huh?"

He nods and stares "is she dead?"

"No" Vali says

"oh" he sounds almost sad to hear that

"She gonna die?"

"Not sure she can chew or swallow."

"Not if we can help it, Dagmar."

"I got one more option but it's gonna drain me a bit" Vali says "I could put her in a sort of status..slow her injuries until she gets picked up"

"Your call, Vali." Frank nods. "I'll call paramedics. Dagmar, take charge of the child. He will need to be taken to the authorities."

The boy was hidden for a reason, his shirt has a tear in it where the belt hit too hard... and there's a fresh welt there that's got drops of blood

At the sight of it, Dagmar feels her apathy thaw

Brow-furrow, frown. "Hey, kid."

"HEy... she's not going to stay my foster mom, is she?"

Frank has his phone out and is painstakingly dialing on the little buttons.

"Not if I can help it."

"Fuck her."

and that's when the door bursts open! "BOOOMAAAAYN..." The Ogre grins . This isn't an Unseelie troll like Olgar, this brute has a dim battle lust and nothing in his eyes but an urge to hurt "Gonna drink darkstar blood"

Vali looks up "Yup. They always find me"

"Grak, you idiot, we need to go into ..there's more than one of them? SHIT" A voice says

The voice belongs to a boggan looking gent with a greedy look in his eyes, he's drawn a gun.

Dagmar gets to her feet, and grabs Flyswatter from where she dropped it.

Frank puts himself between the mortals and the Thallain.

"Don''t kill the boy..heh..I know where to trade him"