#baronyofthesilverwolf

"Ah, Bluebell?" Seems Bluebell is the pooka is the focus of much attention ,as GWEN seeks her out

Bluebell is found... in Calanthe's personal rooms. Not her workshop, but her bedchamber. Carefully settling gowns into cedar chests with sachets of fragrant herbs. The window is open wide, letting the late summer breeze air out the room.

"Oh, we're cleaning it out?" The knight asks

Her ears raise and she looks over. "Aren't we? It would be a dreadful shame if creatures were to get into the bedding or gowns or fine linens and silks. Moths, or mice, or pigeons..."

"uh huh" Gladiola looks dubious at this, not sure if this is a prank she's stumbled onto or work that was requested. "I.. have something for you, but if this is a bad time?"

"Pour moi?" Interested!

"Yes, Sir Ivory, my Liam friend? He... ah "A blush "My big mouth ALMOST got him barred from the place, but the baron decided annother path.. thank goodness. Anyway, Sir Ivory says we have more dreamers or potential dreamers than we realized. Then he asked if any of us were good with dreamers and.. I mentioned you were gentle .. the yoga class?" She still somettimes goes to those. "He asked I give you this"

She pulls out a paper and offers it up

She reaches for and accepts the paper with head lowered and taking it with both hands, as though being granted a great gift from on high. "Yes m'am, Sir Dame ma'am, sir."

The list has only 3 names on it, with locations, and professions and a few notes

(Subject to ST Rae's approval)

"Ooo." She peers at the page, whiskers forward and nose twitching like she smells a particularly sweet lettuce just in front of her.

Eyes widening as she realizes what it is.

"Ooooo..." She coos as she looks down the list!

Josh Reynolds, 20 year old, was in an abusive relationship, his girlfriend quite literally beat him. Found no help from most shelters , but I introduced him to some friends at the SCA. To my surprise, has become skilled at making knives and other medievalish weapons when he can. . A gentle soul who despite his weapon crafting would not hurt a fly. Watches Forged in Fire religiously . Financially strappeed, wasting time delivering food right now

and that's all of them... just an added note of Please treat them kindly. I hope at least one can be of use to you or to those you deem also worthy. It will take work and effort, of course. I thought of mentioning Josh to Dark Gate but he's not quite close enough to Rome for that

Signed Ivory

(Names , ages, details subject to change by Rae, creator of concept dreamers not responsible for what horrid fates may or may not await them )

Bluebell reads this over, and chuckles softly at the end. "Dame Gladiola, your Knightly friend has brought us a gift of homework, it seems."

"Want me to give it back to him?" Gladiola offers, only a hint of mischief in her eyes

"I mean, fff, who needs dreamers? Work work work..."

"Dreamers are one thing, these poor souls? Insomniacs. They must be given warm milk, tucked in, bedtime stories, tsk tsk." Though, she whisks the page away from the Knight's grasp.

Gwen's lips twitch "Clearly, alas, such a burden appears to be yours"

"Why me, m'lady?" Curious!

"I told him you were gentle in your musing. I think he worried some in this hold would ravage. Liams and Ailils are very... opinnionated on Dreamers and it's not usually the same opinion?"

Bluebell's ears droop a bit. "Never, no not ever..." Nose quiver. "But these? Perhaps not. Perhaps these are my own."

A lowered voice "Between you and me? I'd say 'anyone but Calanthe' I didn't like what she did to Chuck's mom..regularly. But you earned this, Bluebell. You can share with who you want IF you want, but you taught me how warmth and tolerance and gentle humor work in musing.. heck, in life. Marigold's my mom, and.. I guess Briar's that little sister I never realized I wanted, but you're at LEAST the really cool auntie mame type, but younger"

And the troll blushes. That was entirely too much personal information

Bluebell smiles at this! "Marigold mothers the world, and yet, she is only one Mom."

"Yeah, she's adopting me.." PROUD tilt of head "I know I have to share her, she's got too much love for one daughter, but .. that's okay"

"If I weren't such a cool auntie, I might be jealous. As such... perhaps I shall settle for happy for you."

Looking at the list again. "A lonely lady dancer? Hmmph. Steward-mine shall NOT go seeking dreams there. Perhaps, though..." She ponders the options. "Rochallor may find a friend in Garrett?"

"Oh.." A blush then smile "You're going to be a great mom, adopted, or the 'regular way' one day you and Julius will be raising some little bundle of joy"

"And.. probably asking me to babysit do you can get a night off"

A hug for Gwen! "You are much to big to be a rabbit. Tis why I let Marigold have you, you know."

Gwen hugs back, "I am, I'd plug the entrance in the Warren.. thank you, Marigold seems to like your gift" A smile, then "Mmm Rochallor might. He needs out more anyway. And he's not some fledge . his arts are potent. he's floating cookies"

“Floating cookies? Does that mean that they are lighter in calories?”

"or that he's fallen to the chocolate chip side" She says deadpan

A soft gasp, "Not... dark chocolate?"

"Let's hope it's not too late to save him, or.. insist that he shares"

"Alas, I am trapped here to tidy away these remnants of bad tidings. But mayhaps one might lean upon ones mother dearest to ensure cookies enough for all of man kind, and rabbit kind as well?"

"i'll let Marigold know, and help you pack this stuff up to boot"

A smile. "I can tackle the demons of gowns and toiletries. On with you, Dame Knight, for assuredly there are damsels to slay and dragons to rescue."

"Or you can help me here, there is one thing."

Bluebell says thoughtfully.

"Okay I.. what?" She says

"Oh, mightiest of trolls, beacon of hospitality, if you would but raise with thy mighty thews the corner of yon bed, that I might sweepest beneath?"

A grin, "Inuck CHUCK" She lifts the bed corrner