#baronyofthesilverwolf

"Weird challenge."

"I think being fostered with trolls warped you."

"HA. Varich have loved challenges for a long time" She says now sitting near the fire

"That doesn't mean I ain't right, too."

Muppet sidles towards the door, nonchalantly.

"mmm well, i will confess, raised in a troll lodge, I often felt like I was wrapped in cotton. Ever try joining a war party when it's all trolls around you? It's like trying to get on the basketball team when you're five foot 2 in a room full of amazon giants"

Just stepping out for a stroll, no reason, mm mm

"Gwen can be like that. She's gotten better, though."

"She has. And part of that might be our fault. SHe's so responsible in other areas we sometimes forget despite her own saining, she didn't get a lot of training in Fledge mentoring . She went full troll on you" A weak smile, fond "Always scary when they go full troll"

"But I'm glad she's learned to use a looser grip. You and Arthur may end up being the teacher to her so in the future she'll know how to do things better for new fledges"

"Oy..."

"And then you'll get to hear some Fledge gush about how cool and chill she is, and you'll just die a little inside from bottling in what you want to say" Spoken as if she knows from experience

"HA! You think I'll bottle it?"

"Listen, Wudlig told me this story about a Nocker who tried t'hold it in..."

An expansive gesture with her hands. "BOOM. No shit, a furkin' explosion from the power of that swear. Mountain-splittin' level expletive."

"GOod grief" She says then a dubious look "Are you sure this isn't just a myth nokers spread to get away with it?"

And then treachery!

Muppet is pulling at a leg

Not Thistle's.

"Listen, I swear for the good of th'hold."

Not Nadeen's

But Dame D'Lorean

Nadeen smirks at the nocker "Thank you for your service. I just think nockers ENJOY cursing even when it's not always..." She looks up to see the knight come in and mutters something

(Perception plus Alertness)

/roll 6

(The whisper) "Oh for fuck's sake, can a Snow Bitch get some space?"

which might be a bit ironic given the talk on profanity

"Baroness? You're hurt!" Dee moves to her

"Yes yes.... as they say you should see the other gal" Nadeen says "Kindly don't make a big fuss of..."

"Thistle, why didn't you tell someone the baroness was hurt?" Dame lavender asks

"Um, I was told not to?"

"Do not chastise Thistle. I did indeed ask her not to make a fuss..." Nadeen says and nods to Thistle "Thank you, Thistle"

Lavender says "Okay okay... but let me heal you" She slaps her hans together, building glamour

"IF you must" Nadeen sighs

And energy flows from Satyr to sidhe, and the wounds heal...kind of

large bruises where once there were wounds

"Magic remains cool."

"It is... " Nadeen mmms "Thank you, Dame D'Lorean."

"And yes, Thistle. It is cool" A smile from the Baroness "We must never lose our sense of wonder with the miracles of the Dreaming"

"I don't intend to!"

The Baroness blows into her hands, and snow flakes dance among the nevers, that somehow followed down here

The Nevers chime and play with the new surprise!

Thistle smiles at the sight, too.

"I didn't know you could do that, Baroness" Dee admires "Nice work"

"Thank you, and glad they like."

The Baroness turns to Thistle "Oh, how are your arts coming? Your pyretics gone beyond Wisp yet? Fine if it hasn't"

Her spirals warm. "I've been able to make some sparks - not a wisp, but, like, little fires!

"Interesting. I would guess that has a lot of potential to help your craft as well?"

"I'm sure! Fire is used to make a lot of things."