#anywhere

"Ah..is that another reason you liked rivervale? Not that it was a hamlet per se but.. "he makes a 'you know what i mean' gesture

Smile. "I liked Rivervale, but no - there wasn't room for me there, either."

"I wish I had done more for you" A soft thoughtful look. As if he could have

Sigh.

"Everyone... oh, I hated being in everyone's debt."

"Maybe here I can... I can make a difference here, I think. On my own merits."

"I do not think they would see it as the debt you do, but.. " He lets it go "And you already have made a difference."

"No, I'm their soul-daughter, and they are kind, and I... I know."

"I will cut a bitch" Angry sound down the halls

"And I was a mess, trying to live on my own in that apartment... what's that?"

She heads tot he door, to see what's happening.

Stewart is looking insenced, carrying a stack of books. They look..in bad shape. Damaged, from torn covers to flat out dog ears

"I see you are upset, but you will not be cutting anyone."

"But look what they did? these were once trees, they were given proper burials... this? This is VANDALIZING of graves! Despoiling tombs"

"Well, we'll restore them if we're able."

Dubh mutters "What is it with book lovers and their elevation of this to a crime against humanity?"

"Who's going to be able to do that? Who?" The fluff seems particularly agitated "I mean...I think if we find out which of the prisoners did this, it's okay to call the headsman. CHOP"

"Well, given how terrifying the Earth Runes librarian is, I try to respect that position. Stuart, let me take a closer look." She holds out a hand.

He hands over the first book, one with a torn cover

She inspects the damage - fixable without heather-balm?

the Cover on this one is lost. a new one could be made.

The book below that will need to be rebound.

Dog earrs on some can be ironed out.

The stained ones? Mmcertain chemical treatments

"Mmm..."

"These should be fixable without glamour... patience, but we don't need magic. The stains likely won't go, save heather balm... I'm sorry, they might have to wait until things are more settled."

"No behadings?" A sigh "Aww man.."

"Maybe closer to carnivale?" Dubh tries to comfort

"Thanks" he says "Oh.. " And reaches to his back, and pulls out another book this one whole and looking good. "I also found this?"

"Oh?" She looks.

A book, hand written...it looks like... wait tiny maps of a sort.

Of trod works!

"I tried to find waldo but.." Stu shrugs "Failure. Utter failure"

"Oh, but still a good find!" She searches for this little sky island on the map.

There it is! Of course, this is in chimerical ink and the dreaming and trods are tricky things. So vibrant and almost looks like a video game ..a good one, with surrel graphics, on the paper. There's the trod that she just had Dubh seize the outpost of. But there's another one... not IN the hold mind you, but nearby.

Oooo

Where does that one seem to lead?

It seems to connect to a location about three hundred miles away.. who owns that location it doesn't say. Opens at set times

Well, that's something. And the main one, with the outpost?

The main one with the outpost , well, Olgar got there so she suspects.. yes, New Jersey.. not in Rivervale proper, but there might be lesser trods that allow one to hop from the end of this one closer to it

Still... happy feather fluffs.

Then there are the grimmer maps marks.

The Balor roads some call them . Paths NOT protected by the Silver. Dark Kin can walk them freely, ad well as Fel allies

A frown at those - good to know where they let out, for sure...

Oh yes . she makes a list of the location. One building has a path. not even six miles away

"Great."

"Dubh, we will need a guard here, until we can fortify the exit against incursions."

"I don't know if we have the men" He frowns 'But I'll try. Maybe Little joe"

"We might not." Grimace.

"Mm I think it's time perhaps to see how the locals feel about training in combat. The balor have discourged it in them, to keep them unable to resist, but there must be potential warriors"