#baronyofthesilverwolf

"Distill those into an essence with some aqua vitae, refine it..."

Wudlig frowns "Does this compensate for summer boiling heat and winter freezing Cold? We're talking a device moves through temperature extremes, and not just in the waking world, dream dances come in every clime imagined, it's all very good to play Mr. Wizard's chemistry set, but this won't be a controlled enviroment"

"Right, so we need proper insulation and an anti-freeze agent...."

"Insulation I got, a cross stich wrap weave I got from a Nocker who is fantastic at textiles..."

Gwen is reminded of two childlings playing in a sandbox , happy as two puppies with a rope. Probably better not to say that

"Ok, so... a drop of bottled flame, for when the snow rolls around..."

Thistle, indeed, is in fine form. Her spirals glow a happy orange, enjoying the back and forth and the Making.

"I'll strip some breeze from the sky to infuse the weave. I got some bottled actually " He rumages through his own gear

Gwen smiles, figuring they'll have fun, and takes the dogs on other training lessons.

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Eventually Gwen sees the Baron's son. She likes him, how could she not? "How goes, Connor?"