#baronyofthesilverwolf

Gwen was at the doorframe, and moved out out of the way as Willy came out "Well, that seemed to go well" Encouragingly

"Yeah, I guess. This standard? This.... contract?" She svowls at the papers "You sign one?"

"I'm a fledge, not staff, not yet really. When I get sained I suppose they might formalize some stuff for me. " She ponders " I did sign some paperwork for mortal authorities so they could handle me, not that at my age it means much. But yours sounds different" Gwen ponders unsure if she recalls others held to this "I can see why you'd be nervous but I don't think Julius would try to put you in indentured servatitude or anything" A beat "I can look at it too if you want. I probably won't be much help but I will be honest"

"I kin read it!"

"I didn't think you couldnn't" She says "I just.. thought an extra pair of eyes might help" She holds up her hands in a no harm no foul gesture

"I'll read it." she grumbles.

Gwen nods "ok. I'll give you space" And she walks off

Willy stand for a moment in the hall, scowling at the wad of papers.

"What's up, Willy?" A different pain in the butt, this one with bigger horns, D'Lorean, Knight , looks over her shoulders

"Crush my nuts in a post vise!!!" She jumps and turns. "YOU are up! Way, way up! What the hell, sneaking up like that?"

The satyr says "If you think I'm up, the trolls are going to scare the bejeebers out of you. Their foreheads shall blot out the sun" A smile "Crush your nuts? Should I ask for you prefered gender identification, Willy?"

"Figure of speech." she grumbles.

"No harm, no foul, I'm all about tolerating anything anyone except Nazis, Animal Abusers, and Brussel sprouts... llttle Bile filled Grinch Testes." a curious look "What's up with the paper work?"

"S'contract." She glares at D'Lorean "You got a contract?"

"One about Snowthorn, the use of the horse, rights to show and more. You should read the contracts for the breeding of the animals. They can get pretty in depth."

"I'll leave the breeding-reading to you; more your alley than mine." she smirks.

"the position of court jester has been filled by... not you" She grins though and looks over the contract on display to see if the poor nocker is being screwed over. It's not like Julius to do that

Willy notices and clutches the papers closer to her (modest) breast as if the reading by D'Lorean will absorb the words off the paper and leave none for her.

"Chillax, Willy. What am I going to do? Steal your soul by finding your true name hidden in the legalese? Please. I leave that power to witches, namers, and librarians"

"Yeah, well.... I ain't read it yet."

"So? read it." She says "Don't just stare at it like it's got teeth. Look, you want my advice? I can tell you probably don't but since has that stopped me? Go over it with your own eyes. Then, find someone else you trust, and have them go over it. If you don't have someone you trust, then maybe find a away to pay someone who seems ot know what htey're doing as an advisor."

"Duuuhhhh...." the nocker snorts. "I'm gonna read it."

DLorean says "Fantastic! A is for Aardvark, and oh it is proud. " helpful.

Willy's next suggestion is that D'Lorean do something biologically improbable with the Aadrvark.

"N is for Nocker... angry and loud" D'Loreann says after that suggestion

"Woa!" Briar chortles as she passes by. "I never thought an Aardvark could do that. HEY MARIGOLD!" She runs off.

"And there goes Briar. See what you did to little ears?"

"-That- is called Briar??"

"Briar, she's a redcap, please keep arms and legs inside the ride at all times when passing by- she only recently had her teeth restored. Long story, but she's making catch up time. I would her away from your tools if I were you. She might mistake an awl for a tooth pick. Briar's got opinions and she rarely hestiates to give them to you if you give them a reason. She's kind of adorable, in that 'oh god oh god that's not a Build A Bear that's a Wolverine get it off my face' kind of way"

"Fft. I don't mess with redcaps. She comes near my tools, she won't do it twice."

"Of course not, how could she EAT them twice? " She points out "Don't worry. Marigold normally keeps her in line with cookies and kindness. Oh, and Gwen seems to have some big sister thing going with her"

"Good for them."

"Yeah, seems to work for em, though of course Briar still gives her a hard time now and then. Caps don't like folks to ever think they're safe. So, contract reading aside, how are you liking the place? Goten everyone poking into your business yet? or just me?"

"Getting plenty of attention, feels like, yeah. I can look out for myself!"

"Oh yeah, you are a rock, you are an island, but still let us knnnow if you ever want to shoot the bull, chew the fat, chatter on. Etc."

"You'll be the first one I turn to."

"Given your options you've made for yourself- I actually think that's possible" The knight bows, and then turns off walking singing "
I always heard that his herb was top shelf
Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself.
Well don't knock it till you've tried it.
And I've tried it my friend.
I'll never smoke Weed with willie again!"

"NOT FUNNY! AN' YER OFF KEY!!"

Laughter and gone

Willy... well, she doesn't -scurry-. That would be like admitting.... something. She walks quickly to her new room.

And she settles in to read.

"WHITHER UNTO THE LENGTH OF SAID CONTRACTOR....
...Each party agrees to the aforementioned...
...Redistribution, Paragraph 37.A: You may distribute your own products, but said license is set so that it becomes identical to those performance claims and warranties as such....
This Agreement is governed by and in the county of Apples...
...and if so, the requirements of this contract shall be automatically terminated....

Yes, this is definitely a struggle for the young nocker.

Beads of sweat develop on her forehead.

Sometimes her lips move as she traces with a forefinger.

It's going to be a long night.........

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