#baronyofthesilverwolf

"The arch and rose makes me think of a trellis of sorts... but the heart shaped hole? It makes me think of stories of someone losing their true love."

Art ponders, "Didn't one of those journal entries talk about a heart? Well, more, if you count the romantic ones talking about wooing his Lady, but one was about the heart of his creation."

"Journal? OH... One of his creations was the the Carthagian Arch, big historical thing"

"The journal Thistle found. Remember, we talked about it after you hauled up that crate of his belongings. I think my back still hurts from trying to lift it..."

"The heart of the golem-thing."

"The one made to hurt commoners."

"Well, both the Historian and her mother have mentioned an arch to me so it got me thinking of something I read."

"Right..."

Art perks up at "read"!

Gwen isn't sure what else to say and tries to recall if that breaks a trust /bargain with Mr Aberdeen

Hmm, he didn't say anything about keeping the information secret.

In fact, he had just asked that Gwen share with him what she finds from the rest of the team, to broaden his own knowledge.

SHe nods "Okay, Mr. Aberdeen had this book..." And she relates what she learned from it to Art, who missed her initial talk with Thistle

Art looks uncomfortable at the commoner's take on the late Stoneweaver.

"Do you know where to find this arch? I think, maybe, we're supposed to go there."

He looks back down at the drawing, and his brow furrows up a bit. "Hey, Thistle?" He takes the page back, and sketches a rough outline in the background. "If this is a one-story building, and the light was hitting it right around here... what time of day do you think it would be? Maybe it's not important, but I noticed it, the sun glinting off the window."

"If I could draw it, it would be... one of those... oh, what was that funny word. Churro scurro..."

"Mm..." Using her hands to mark angles.

He chuckles. "If Fornax was here, he'd remember the word. He remembers all the words."

"Chiaroscuro." She supplies, as she estimates the time.

Dusk - not far off now!

"Gwen, can you take us to that arch? The one that Mr. Aberdeen told you about?"

"I think so" She nods "Let's go"

"I think it's soon, yeah. Dusk, at least, see how low the angle is?"

Art squints up at the sky and nods. "You can fill me in about Nan in the car." He says, regretfully. "I'm sorry to have missed her visit."

"She's cool" Gwen adds

And heads to the car

"...yeah, it went okay."

"Just okay?" Art slides into the back, giving Thistle 'shotgun'.

"She didn't know a lot about Caelan, really. He died in the war. Isolde's still alive, though. And, apparently, a bitch."

"Yeah, old friendships broken... I think I heard your Nan say 'stabbed in the back' at least three times" Driving once everyone is buckled up, because troll

"Badmouthed Nan's work."

"And for a nocker, their work is a large part of their identity, or so I'm guessing"

"Like sayin' you're a lousy host, yeah?"

"Yeah," A nod "That would get many Dairean, and a lot of boggans" She concedes "Somethings strike to the core of your dream"

"Isolde got Nan blackballed, called her work too reckless and dangerous."

"Nan and you should hit the kiln together sometime , you can show her YOUR stuff"

"She has a few of my pieces in her room!" Happy orange spirals.

A grin "Did you give her the loopey vase? I liked that one"

She bobs her head.

"Awesome" She remembers being amazed the thing looked like that but was perfectly balanced, and the colors were the bomb.