#baronyofthesilverwolf

"Oh this fete? this is more Dame Calanthe's hope. But sure, I'd LOVE to tilt. I get so bored with Auintains at times. I have to glamour them to bee ready to counter"

He looks to Sir Sergei, “ “I had heard of a recent uprising - rather, an overthrow of a Barony far to the South. We are still awaiting official reports, but - is it not a scion of EarthRunes who now rules there? Rumors are still scarce.”

"Ohhh, maybe you could come while Doomwind is still visiting. She's AMAZING. And did you know Aesin can talk to animals without willow whisper?"

Adam wanders, looking for something that might be a kennel?

"I bet I could talk her into giving pointers..."

Sir Sergei says "I do not, overly concern myself with politics" He says then pauses "However, it is nothing to be ashamed of. Baroness Derrywynd now rules what was known as the Barony of Dry Tears. She took it in a duel. There are more details, but I know less of those." Sergei pauses "I know the Baroness. Liam or no, she is a woman of good character and worth. Were she of a greater house, she might have ascended to such a position all the sooner."

There is a kennel! Three others of those puffball dogs lounge in runs - two with collars of gold and purple, and one MUCH larger and snoozing in the sun.

"I met an Aesin, briefly" Delorean says "She got two of the pups.Doom wind is still there? Wow. Some of the hits she delivered I felt just WATCHING them"

Adam looks to see if Sir Sergei is there, or an attendant or something?

"Yeah. She and the Chief might spar for fun... man..."

Aiden nods. “Silverwolf holds no love for Balor tactics, iron wielders and abusers of their people. I mention it because it is known that Balor claim trod rights and black roads. A guardian such as these Ovcharkas may well be of use to protect a new claim.”

D'Lorean says "I wonder if we could get a Joust Club going llike once a month?"

"Oh, that'd be awesome..."

“They thrive in cold climate, but with proper grooming, may withstand warmer climes.”

At THAT comment, Sir Sergei says "I think I see where you are going. You believe one would serve the Baroness of a newly seized hold well?"

"Hey, are you a member of the Cavaliers Club of Concordia? There's a magazine, and you can send in pictures of your horses..."

He nods. “I do. With proper care to their coats.”

"Oh no I'm not. I was moving, a freelaner so I didn't have.. oh my gosh I should get a subscription!" DLorean may squee

To Sergei, somewhat quieter. “The actions of the Serpent and Tower oft tar other unseelie houses with the same brush.”

"This is.. a very interesting offer" Sir Sergei says then lowers his voice "And well I know where of you speak. House Varich finds itself eyed with suspeicion . I fear sluagh propoganda does it's damage"

Adam comes a little closer to the kennel, mindful of the dogs in the runs. No need to alert them if he can help it.

"I can nominate you, for sure!"

He sighs. “I am perhaps glad that none are part of my direct employ. I enjoy the Baroness Nadeen’s company...” He trails off a bit. Then recenters the conversation. “It may seem a political angle to offer such myself. The new Baroness is unknown to me, and Liam and Ailil are not often found working hand in hand. But if EarthRunes were to accept a trade or sale of such hounds, and one or more found their way south?” He spreads his hands eloquently.

"Oh would you?" D'Lorean says "Geez I would SO owe you"

Mischka, the mother dog, snoozes. But Alexei and Nochka both clamour for attention and press against the kennel run for pets from Adam.

They have delicate golden owls stitched into their collars of royal purple.

Sir Sergei nods "Yes, it would ease matters. But I have brought one dog of my own to show you. She's fine, but even I would not say she was worth two of yours"

"Yeah, owe me a visit." Dag grins, agreeably.

"Hey, now, manners, come on guys..... " Adam scolds mildly. He doesn't reach for them but can't help moving closer.

"Ha. Troll sneakiness " D'Lorean grins

Briar leans against the fence. “Wanna go in?”

"Do you think there might be riding, or is this too fancy a party?"

Gwen seems lost Cute guy. I had a strange urge to try to win his love and friendship, only to end up a pool of tears rather dramatically later, just a bit scarred forever by my poor choice "Huh? Oh. yes, I guess we should"

Aiden nods to Sergei. He is clearly not unaware of the worth of his hounds. “Choose, if you would. Either Yuri or Laika - named for the first man, and first dog, in space. Both intrepid explorers. They need not go to the same hold.” He strokes Glass. “You have the better of me, for this lady, I will have.” A smile, already claiming the scent hound before even the bargaining is complete.

Oh Glass likes him she wags unashamedly. She is a lover, not a fighter, but one can see the loyalty in her already baggy eyes

"Heh. Glass is named after Hugh Glass. A famous tracker of history and folklore" Sergie nods

"Oh. Uh, no. Thank you. I was looking for Sir Sergei. Do you know where he is?"

“He’s doing BUSINESS. Yer not supposed to bother the Baronboss when he’s dealing.” She pulls a bone out of her pocket and holds it up - the two dogs abruptly lock eyes on it. “Wanna see them fight?” She questions Adam.

"NO."

D'Lorean says "I think we're supposed to go inside, have a big meal and some dancing, a lot of chatter... and THEN we can ride if we want to. Hey, if you're worried about being bored to death I can talk horses inside too. Promise"

"Yeah, man, I do not like dancing."

"I'm supposed to attend Sir Sergei." a counter-point.

Briar snorts. “You’re no fun. It’s a party. Why come if you’re just gonna trot at his side and carry his gloves? What are you, a butler?” She snaps the bone in half with her teeth easily, and tosses one half to each dog. “They wouldn’t fight, anyways. But I might have gotten them to knock you over if you’d gone in.” Sounding disappointed.

DLorean nods "The good news is, Bluebell is so good, and Baroness Nadeen too, no one wil lbe watching us. Just sway in place " The satyr suggests

Gwen says "Briar.. he's a guest"

"There's that, yeah..."

Aiden is still deep in conversation about the merits of bloodhounds. “Now, if you wanted to bargain for the second Ovcharka, we could speak in dross. Though, there may be a home for her nearer, at Dark Gate.” His mood quite lightened by the new dog, he easily shares his potential plans with Sergei.

"I have a job to do."

Briar snorts. “He’s no fun is what he is. Your boss is over there.” Pointing the path to where Sergei and Aiden are talking.

Sergei admits "Dark Gate does good work, but perhaps ..."