#baronyofthesilverwolf

Dee knocks on Thistle's workshop door "Hey Thistle! Yoo hoo"

Dame D'Lorean D'lavender d who knows what else is in good spirits, positively aglow.

"Come on, you're the SOCIAL Nocker. I know you're likely in there and willing to talk" A beat "For all I know, WIllie has calcified in her shop, and I can't FIND Wudlig's"

"It's unlocked!"

It is soon apparent why Thistle didn't answer - the nocker is up to her elbows in mud, a half-thrown pot on the wheel.

She swings it open "FANTASTIC" And the satyress enters in, glowing in more than one respect. She is TRAILING rainbows and thunderstorms, and has something gripped in her hand, but then she blinks "Well, drat. You're busy"

"You're glowy. What happened?"

The lightest touch, and the walls of the vase take on a graceful curve. She pulls it upwards, then collars it into a swanlike neck.

"Oh wow, I was doing the joust club thing down in Rivervale right? With my good friend and rival Dagmar, you remember dagmar? her muscles have muscles? Anyway, her little brother had his DREAM dance! I was there , at least for most of it and... it was pretty crazy"

"Big Gwyd Troll? Makes Balboa seem smiley?"

"Didn't know she had a brother."

"Yep that's the one. And she smiles, you just have to work for it. And yeah, the little guy is like five? Or at least almost five and his parents are both trolls so I guess he's sticking to the theme. Anyway, I had this stone on my keychain? ANd I didn't realize till later that it got charged by the Chrysalis. Drank it up. I was wondering if you could turn it into something so I could gift it to the little guy. It's a pretty BIG event"

"Yeah?"

She finds a pause-point, slowing the wheel to a stop. There's clay all over her apron, and in her hair.

She holds out a tiger's eye stone, no wider than a half dollar, that is pulsing with a glamour of welcome and new arrival "I mean, yeah I COULD keep it for myself, but it's energy he brought in and Dagmar's a friend and the little kid is almost as cute as Frankie so I figured I'd be nice. And use YOUR labor to do it"

"So. Something for a tiny troll."

"Yup. Got any ideas? I mean, I'm not sure. Tiny weights for him to lift came to mind. He likes Pokemon but he's got this huge CHIMERA that looks like his sister kind of in a pokeball so not sure anyone can top that"

"Maybe a chimera tracker?"

"I mean, if he likes pokemon..."

"Wow, you could do that?" Impressed

Lavender lights up "If you can that would be awesome"

"Probably? It's pretty chock full of juice, and chrysalises... chrysali?.. they generate chimera, so it should be attuned."

"I have no idea what the plural is so your guess is as good as mine. Fantastic. When do you think you can have it ready ?" Hopeful

Some of the thunder clouds and rainbow chimera seems to be leaving D'Lorean, and moving towards Thistle.

Which may have Nevers break out the proverbial popcorn

"Uh, probably a week or two?"

She scratches her nose (more clay).

She ponders 'I think the celebration they are going to do is a week away," SHe ponders "This is where i make the joke 'boggans get it down faster' but let's not piss you off" The satyr chuckles "Well, if you can it would be great, and if it's late, hey he'll still like it"

"If you want a piece of useless junk, sure, get a boggan."

A smirk "Okay okay. Now uhm.. about payment? I was hoping this might reflect well on Silverwolf as a whole and there for go under duties for our crafters?" a pause "And maybe I owe you a meal?"

No smirk at that last , rather BIG doe eyes

A wry look and a raised eyebrow.

"Fine. How about sex ed? When you and Art finally do it, you'll be ready to rock his world" She offers

Satyrs.

Her spirals BURN fuschia.

"NO."

"Okay ... but it's not complicated to learn... really and a little bit of knowledge goes a LONG Way..." But seeing the spirals "Okay, too soon for that. What WOULD you like in payment? You don't like horse riding mucch though at least you don't bounce around like a sad bag of potatoes anymore, you seem LESS nervous than you were"

"That last is meant as praise by the way; you've gotten better"

"Hmph."

"How about, y'know, dross?"

"I got some, not a lot" she says, "Sec I..." She eyes the thunder clouds and rainbows around THISTLE now "I don't suppose fluff chimera that will possibly fade if you don't do something with it counts? You've stolen the stuff I came in with..well ,mnot stolen as it likes you better"

She sighs.

"I'll get a jar."

"I'll get some dross, be right back." She sets the tiger's eye down and heads off at a good pace, though she rarely runs, unlike some satyrs

Later she returns "How about this?" And sets it down. It's not strong dross but it's something. Whether it is artistic or not is up to the beholder "Someone gave this to me once because they thought I liked Donkeys as much as I like horses"

Brow.

"What? It's dross" She answers "It's good for at least one working, maybe two"

"or are you like, makking judgy commentary about the art of it?"

"...Yes."