#anywhere

"Thank you, Baroness."

The Fiona is gorgeous too, they all are, and he moves to Ximara then looks up to Dagmar "I have her if you like" And he gestures a pattern in the air, then kisses the Pooka's knuckles.

"Thank you, Sir."

And Ximara blushes "I have become breathelesss , destroyer of words"

Even as she stands straighter, taller and healed

Dagmar cautiously eases her hold on the pooka, ready to catch if she falters.

A soft sigh at the lovely deer, it would be nice to be graceful, slender, AND tall...

"You are most welcome" The Fiona says "Sir Lyleton, at your service. And this is my liege, Baroness Beryl"

"Be welcome to my hold, for it is also your haven," The Selkie says. She does wear Ailil colors, but is so adorned by gifts of the ocean woven in her hair and gown it's barely noticible

Ximara manages a proper curtsey, SO graceful.. and tall. "May one request, entreat, and beg a kiss of fire this night? I am a fright" Indeed, blood does stain her voile "and if I offend me, pluck me out"

Piper speaks up, "Your ladyship, she was chased by a pack of lioness Chimera, and then hit by a truck."

"Who would strike such? " Beryl cannot flare like a sidhe, but she looks aghast and offended "I am concerned with creatures of the sea, but each changeling life is precious."

Marco winces

"Dame Dagmar Hammerstrike ap Gwydion, Knight of Rivervale. The truck was a pure accident, as the pooka fled the lions."

"It happened too quickly for the collision to be avoided. We came here for care."

"And you have it, all of you if you wish, but most certainly a change of clothes for miss... what is the good pooka's name?" She asks them instead of her so a lie need not be worked around

"Her name is Ximeara, Lady, at least as far as we can tell, and I believe she said she jumped in front of the truck a'purpose to escape the lions, so it's really not the driver to blame." Still not naming names!

"And I'm Piper, of Rivervale."

"Be at ease, Dame Dagmar, I am an Ailil by affilation, and have to much to do to carry on some silly strife between houses" True, then the Baroness nods "Thank you, Piper, and welcome to you all, including you, Ximara. Do any others of you need healing, or haven?"

Beryl seems to be geniune in her offers

"We might need a place to sleep tonight, though we're not injured. We might want to go see the beach... I don't get to see the ocean very often." Sheepishly.

"Oh you should go" The Baronesss smiles "Of course, I'm a Selkie, and my kith is hardly unbiased. Do you have swimwear? "

Marco looks at the girls curiously. Brows lifting. NO troll, but it's easy to guess that he's wondering why they aren't asking about their reason for being in Virginia Beach period

Dagmar shakes her head. "We hadn't planned on coming here when we left home."

"We'll arrange some, it's no trouble " the Baroness says "We have a seamstress on staff who makes them. You'll have your choices of one piece or two, so on. "

Dagmar blushes purple. "Oh, that's... that's a lot of trouble.."

Ximara speaks up "What she means to say is, out of honor for her house, she would like emerald green with gold edging" touch of mischief there now that she's healed

"Done, bikini or one piece?" The Baroness asked, a bit amused as well but going along with the pooka on this

"I.. uh..." Blushing harder. "I usually wear something long. We could go to a store... I... unless that would be... I mean, thank you, for the offer..."

Piper speaks up now in defense, "What my friend is saying, is that she wears a full rashguard suit. It's better for snorkeling!"

"Ah, well, then done" A nod

"Do you think it would be too much trouble? I brought my own, it's down in here..." She pulls out a few tiny strips of fabric!

"Though the offer is appreciated." She grins.

A very grateful look at Piper, and she nods.

Dagmar might catch a glimpse of those very small bits of fabric.

Red and silver - is that a lioness head outlined on it?

"Ha. Well enough. You have haven here if you wish it, and I'll see that the right oufit is made for Dame Dagmar. " A look to the Eshu who shakes his head, and the pooka, well she just wants to rest. "If you will all forgive me? I must tend to matters of court and dictate a letter to the count. Please ask about if you need anything"

She smiles and bows again. Whispering over to Dagmar as another person approaches for audience, "If all Noble court was like this, I'd go every DAY!"

Dagmar claps a fist to her chest and bows. "Thank you, Baroness."

"I think the key might be having a commoner noble in charge? Chief's less formal, too."

A regal nod, and the Baroness departs deeper into the hold

Piper looks around for a handy boggan...?

Or, failing that, any Satyrs.

A boggan shows up, the seamstress. "Hello I was called?" //And a satyr "Hello, I heard there were attractive guests?" he grins and offers up his acoustic guitar

"Oh, uh.. hi? The Baroness said you could help me with swimwear. We hadn't planned on getting to the beach..."

She murmurs to Dagmar, "Maybe you can ask her while you're being measured?" Piper grins back at the Satyr. "I was wondering if you can tell me about some of the local clubs..."

"Oh sure, what's your jam?" the Satyr says

"Certainly, I was told green and gold and a full rashguard suit? I love those actually. Lets me get fancy with the patterns. Is that right?" the seamstress asks

"or you just want me to shoot off all I know and you stop me on any you like the sound of?" The satyr grins

"Uh, yeah. I'd like some coverage. I have... um. I'd like some coverage, please. Hey, maybe you know about some of the local clubs? Piper's a musician, a singer, I know she'll want to check them out,,,"