#baronyofthesilverwolf

Cutbert looks hopeful all over

She raises a hand, "The arena is mine. You would have it on loan."

Just so there are no misunderstandings.

"I accept such a generous offer" Tástáil nods "It will be returned to you ,but at least he'll have fun. Thank the Baroness, Cutbert"

"Thank you, Baroness.. You suck a lot less now" Cutbert grinns with LARGE yellow teeth

A bemused grin. "Well. That's good for me, then. Now, I think your knight would understand if you wish to take the arena and show your kithmate how it works?" she finishes, nodding towards Briar.

"Can I?" Cutbert beams

"You may" The knight corrects/answers

"Awesome" Cutbert does just that.

"LEMME SEE." She demands, which is practically polite for redcaps, and prods eagerly at the little glass fighters. "You know, you could squire ketchup on them..."

annd the old Sidhe inclines his head to the Baroness "You've done a kindness to the boy. Thank you"

A smile. "We shall see you both around Yule, then." Coradel nods her head in return, then goes to see if she can find August.

"Yeah... "Cutbert says "Let's have this one die for our amusement first. He reminds me of this jerk "

"Whoa, this one has a wicked HATCHET...." Chortling.

Gwen watches the knight thoughtful

"The last item of the night, a quite lovely Helm with a Mortal Component! Wear as you ride your motorcycle or your jousting beast, and it will reduce the sound of the mount! This last, donated by Dark Gate. Shall we start the bidding at... $100?"

◦ A helmet, to fae eyes a jousting helmet but of owl like design, to mortals a motorcycle helmet. While it does not render the wearer utterly silent, it does seem to counter the clanking of any armor worn along with it (Dark Gate Creation) affecting even the horse ridden (+1 Dif to hear them compared to whatever is normal)
Aiden looks intrigued, and looks over towards Lavender. If he catches her eye, he nods slowly.

Lavender says "100!"

Siv says "150"

Aiden raises his chin a bit, nodding towards Lavender.

"Two hundred" The satyress raises

"Two hundred and ten " Says Dame Incognita the Piskie Knight

Siv says "oh let's cut to the chase, Three Hundred even"

A small shake of his head, Aiden indicates to let it go.

Lavender does.

Dame Incognita is tired of being ignored "Three Hundred and Sevent..."

"Four Hundred" Siv cuts in

The piskie glares

"Sorry," Siv says "I inteupted. Want to go back?"

"No" The piskie huffs

Aiden murmurs to Nadeen, "Remind me that we must commission Dark Gate for new jousting armor for our star. Perhaps a helm with horns to pay respect to her kith, but a lavender flower design etched in?"

"Lovely idea, and yes," Nadeen nods "I'll remind you"

But no bid over 400 yet

"Four hundred going once..."

"Going TWICE! Final item of the night, ladies, gents, and gentlethems!"

Lavender ggives a thumbs up to Sidney

"Annnnnd... SOLD!" The gavel comes down! "To the Lady Captain Siv!"

Siv whoops and breaks out some dross

The helmet is presented for her review, and then packaged up for her.

The auction complete, champagne is brought out and bottles popped, glasses poured and passed around for all of the guests.

Cutbert and Briar may have moved on to informing each gladiator that whoever fails to win, will have their village burned down

"Blood makes the grass grow!"

"Kill Kill Kill"

"oh noooo, my glass ass children!" Briar says in a squeaky voice. "DENIED." THUMBS DOWN

"Family is for winners, Wuss"

Fist bump for Cutbert.

Gwen mutters to Linnae "This could be the begining of a disturbing friendship"

A chuckle from Linnea. "Better than her being alone and taking it out on anyone in her way."

As fist bumps go on, Siv moves to Talia and Earl "You two want some Champagne"