#baronyofthesilverwolf

He holds it to an eye and peers into it, and the slide rule almost jabs him.

"I'm a Dougal" Wudlig snorts coming in "Technically of a Bannerhouse but hey" He looks at the vehicle "carburetor line is rigged assbackwards"

"Well, that makes sense." Art nods to himself.

She squints. "Right, I didn't think... I guess it's different, because you're a nocker too?"

"Hey! Wudlig, question!?"

"One, yes, that line is rigged like a school-board lection in a small southern town."

"Yeah?" He taps the vehicle at different points. Hubcap here. Window there

"Two - would you be willing to either trod us or take the flying pumpkin down to the City?"

"We aren't allowed to trod alone." Siiiiiiiiiigh.

"What city?" He asks "Checker design looks solid..enough"

"The city."

"Yeah, it has good bones. Needs work."

"We figure you're one of Thistle's mentors, so we can ask your help right? I'll have to ask the Baron and Baroness for permission myself, I suppose."

"Why do you wanna go New York? It's full of New Yorkers and trust me, those guys can be dipshits"

"One, Fornax is a bookwyrm, and the Metropolitan Library has a bookwyrm rookery. So we can learn more there."

"Two, wouldn't it be beneficial to my education to see Goblin Town?"

"Okay, the library thing has furking merit..." He says "Goblin Town? Oh shit kid, that's like New York City intensified and put through a nocker blender.... I mean, yeah the place is genius, like one of our holy sites on this side of the dreaming, but why the rush?"

"Well, it's THERE." He points out.

"The library is the more pressing, but... I mean, easy to be furkin' cavalier when you've SEEN a nocker hold."

"I just got you and Willy, and the one time with Blue-hair from Earth Runes."

"Oh yeah, wher you almost started a war.." he chuckles

Grumble.

"I almost started a feud with the DeBukes by accidental spell casting." He pipes in, with a grin, lest he be left out.

"We only almost start wars, at least."

"So far."

"So far!"

"Right right.. " He scratches his chin "It's not the safest place... if I take you two, you two gonna wise up and listen to me. or you gonna do the 'whee let's run into danger thing while the blame falls on me for watching you? I don't need one of the trolls around here giving me that LOOK"

"Well, how bad can the library be?"

"We can skip Goblin Town, it's more that if we were already gonna be close..."

"You sound excited about it, so you should check it out."

"Fine, loook, library is a go. And I'll take you to goblin town IF the Baroness or Baron says it's okay but as as soon as I say it's time to head back, you give me no guff"

She nods. "Sure. I am very low-guff."

Art looks dubious.

He edges closer to Thistle and asks, "What if they want to keep Fornax, though?"

"Would it be so bad if they did? They might be able to help him" Wudlig inquires "We sure can't just fix him with pliers"

She scowls.

"He's ours."

"We found him, we brought him to life."

"Then I got a project for you, if you do keep him" Wudlig says "His wings may not come in. If they don't... what nature won't provide, you try. Dougals do it all the time. Bits and parts off of us, so we make better to replace it. " He taps his glasses "Work some pottery or ceramic magic to help him out. In the face of a challenge, INVENTION is the mother of solution. "

"Like... clockwork wings?" He looks intrigued. "Or one of those... like the Wright brother dreamers, or Da Vinci's flyers?"

She makes a face. "Pottery might not be the best choice for that... "

"Not for the landing, no." Art agrees.

"Yeah, leather, maybe?"

"Light, strong, durable..."

"But he IS still just an infant."

"He is just an infant, and that means he's a bit of a moron so yeah, you'll want to make sure you help him, not hinder his growth, but Thistle, you got a gift to help via invention if you want to try. I think you should make plans at least just in case." A look at Athur "I mean, you help Arty here and sometimes I swear he's ready to step off a ledge because his nose is in a book or he's looking up in stars." A look at Arty "No offense, Arthur. I'm not making an issue of how you're a bit Neverbrained when it comes to attention span, I'm just pointing out to her she's helped before"

There. he said it so much NICER Than most nockers would

"Well, that might explain why I'm so fond of Thistle." He says with a goofy grin. CHIME, Chime? That little bronzey-brown never zips past and flicks Arty on one long ear. "Hey!" He laughs!

She snorts a laugh.