#bergen_county

"Warm and toasty"

Frank chuckles. "Not really sure what I'm looking for. Those are nice, though."

"Oh if you decide what your lady would like, I can make it, sir"

He nods seriously. "May I have your information? When I decide. I will contact you."

"Certainly, my card if you should decide to order after I've moved from this stall after pennons" He offers it

And Frank takes it... moving on.

Myrttle Anne waves "Hi, Frank, got something you might like" The herbalist smiles "I've made air fresheners. Might help in a long haul in that rig of yours"

He goes to see. And smell.

Looks like they've got pine scents, cinnamon, and lemon among others

"Home made ,much better thann that commericial stuff. Have a favorite scent?"

"Yes."

"Well?" She asks

"What's your favorite scent?"

While Frank ponders this, Brekke maybe a bit surprised to hear someone congratulate her "Congrats on the bronze for River vale in Spear"

"I...ah...thank you, on Rivervale's behalf." She tries not to look too puzzled. "I did not get to see that competition -- where was it?"

"Melee fields" he gestures

And moves on

"Thank you," she says again, and then heads in that direction. Who was fighting spear...? She tries to remember.

While Jaymes knows how to use a spear, she didn't think he was competing...

and more folks congratulate her.. "that young man did you proud"

well that rules Jaymes out

She thanks them, more and more curious by the second. Jonas is questing...I do not think Brogan uses spear...?

Then she sees him... Basil! Piper and Zane's African American cousin is a satyr too, but wearing golden greek style armor, a bronze medal with a spear design, and the Rivervale Tabard!

She doesn' know him well.

A blink. Clearly, I ought to know this young man better.

He bows, more of a headbob "Hey, Chief"

She returns the nod. "Basil. I have been hearing very good things about your competition. I did not know you fight with spear."

"Well, I never hung around the lodge much" He admits "But yeah, got a bit of Warrior in me. I drive Zane nuts by attributing it to the blood of a different Afrrican tribe in me each time... then acting like it was Always Zulu, Watusi, or whatever" A grin

A slight grin. "I suspect he finds that frustrating. I would be interested in sparring at some point, Basil. Would you be willing?"

"Sure, Chief, but I'm not so full of myself I think I'll have much of a chance. I thought you were a hammer and Axe type, when you weren't on a horse?"

"Which is why I could use practice with spear," she says with a nod. Another look at his Rivervale tabard. "I am very pleased that you chose to fight on behalf of the barony."

"Oh, shit.. Chief, you don't know?" He asks

A blink. "Do not know...what?"

"Uh well, Chief, you gave us a hold, Goldfinch... so, we figured we should come out in mass. Lyron is dancing for Rivervale, though not sure he'll beat that rabbit lady, she was super last year. And so on... you're the one who reminded us we were part of the barony, what? We gonnna let the Count's pretty boys beat us? Hell no"

She is quiet a moment.

Then she clears her throat carefully before nodding and saying, "It is very much appreciated. Rivervale values all of you." She seems a bit at a loss to find what else to say. "Congratulations."

"Well, thanks, and yeah... Sylvi been busting her ass for us. We noticed that too. Oh... hey, is Dagmar entering the Yeet competition?"

A blink. "The... Yeet ...competition?"

"Yup.... it's unofficial... but there is a prize. You throw stuff."

A brief chuckle. "I will make sure she knows. Thank you."

"She did very well in the joust. I will see if she is still there. Excuse me."

"Later" He walks off.

DEE might be excitedly telling Dagmar what i's like to be beaten in a joust by Brekke, unawae the Chief is returning, "All I can think is I wonder if she'll autograph my bruises"

And Brekke, slightly overwhelmed by unanticipated support from less-well-known Rivervalers, returns to the joust list in search of Dagmar.

Dagmar and Dee have teamed up to hit the market and drink Dr. Pepper. "JOUST CLUB!"

"Dame Dagmar!" Brekke calls out as she spots her in the market. "A word!"

"Joust CLU.. holy snot she heard me"

"Chief! You want some kettle corn?"

"Perhaps later," she says as she draws close. A nod to D'Lorien, then she says to Dagmar, "I am told there is a...ah...a 'Yeet' competition. I thought you would wish to know."