#baronyofthesilverwolf

"I get to kill Blossom!"

Briar crows!

"No you don't get to kill blossom.. " The baroness' tone carries a bit more authority "Arrving before me NOW would be wise"

"I ain't got troll legs, hold yer horses." But the sound of stomping does hurry up until she pops through the door, shoving through before Blossom.

Blossom shows up but does keep at least a few feet from her and the Redcap

Blossom makes a bow curtsey motion

"This" She shows the rough drawing "is what we hope is to close of what has been plauging dreamers and kithain of late. We have no name for them yet. They bite their targets... and force them to dream then leech the glamour for themselves.. We believe there is a hive of sorts of them. "

"bitchin..." Briar says in a low, impressed tone. "Can I keep 'em?"

"Ugh, it's UGLY" Blossom says

"Actually, I want to wipe them out. I want them destroyed. I want to hunt them down and kill them. Do you two know anyone with a really good scent houdn who might learn the smell of them if we capture another husk, or any good birds of prey to hunt them in the sky? "

"My birds could do that" The Centauress says

"Not as good as my Glass could snuff 'em!"

"My hawks can see for MILES, and I even have OWLS for niht stuff" She boasts

"I see... sounds like scent and sight might both be useful" THe baroness observes

"You two are the future of this hold's hunters, but you are still childlings. Thus, there will have to be a wilder or grump along"

Blossom smirks "Maybe Bluebell?" Knowing Blue bell doesn't want to be on ANY hunts

"Yeah! Bluebell!" Laughing!

Okay, that's funny but wrong "No" The Countess says "Do you want one of the thanes to accompany you, or one of the knights?"

"Ugghhhhhhh"

"What a downer"

"Don't bite this, don't eat that..."

A commiserative glance to Blossom

"Oh! " Briar gives a toothy grin. "WUDLIG! He's a knight!"

"Ain't he?"

"He IS " Blossom nods ,after exchangin that look in like vein "And he's SO Smart"

"And untested in someways" A consideration "Very well, Wudlig will go with you"

"Pardon SIR Wudlig" She corrects

"Now you are to follow his lead in this. I don't wish to endanger chldlings, your goal is to FIND the hive or lair, not destroy it"

"We'll let others do that" She adds

"Awwww! What's the POINT if we don't get to do the FUN part?"

Scowling. "All the work, and... and HEY, you SAID I could KILL things."

"I'm a HUNTER, not a FINDER."

"I said it was a plan to kill things, I didn't name who would get to do the killing" SHe considers then sighs "Dirk thinks we should let you let you engage in more violence too"

"Dirk is a WISE FUCKER!"

A joyful yell, not a complaint.

"Language , please" The baroness says

"Sorry. but He IS."

She does not look Sorry. If anyone expected her to.

"He has some insights" Concession "Fine, but I'll want to armor you up for the killing, those bites are nasty. ANd you wont' be killing alone"

"Yeah Yeah YEAH!"

"Now, here is what we know in detail..." She knows they're just kids, but they really are their best chance for finding these

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