#bergen_county

And Baron Kealan approaches the winners "Good Gods, Chieftain, it seems like just last week she was a surly fledge still not sure which end of her Halberd to hit people with..." A smile and a nod to Dagmar of respect.

"I'm still pretty surly, thank you."

The Scathach baron chuckles "Noted, Knight of Gwydion. But if I may observe, you definitely know which end of a weapon to use"

A chuckle. "She does, indeed, and thank you, old friend."

A grin.

Brekke watches as people pick up shards of lance from the jousting list as souvenirs.

"Figured that one out. Chief helped."

Brekke looks at the two of them. "I hope the crowds will not be expecting the same performance on that each year, as well."

"Yeah, the odds of that are slimmer than Symon."

"You're welcome, Who do i give the keg to this year?" and he goes on "They'll have to suffer if they do expect it. I've got two prizes to hand out later for first and second place and I think, with your approval, it would be best to just give both to Rivervale and let the Chieftain decide who gets what?"

"Yes, you might well vanquish me the next time," Brekke points out to Dagmar.

"That keg will be coming home with me," she reminds Kealan in good humor. "And...yes, I suppose that is best?" regarding the prizes. "You need not have done so, though."

"I needs must. Host, and the Count would be offended if his most loyal baroness OR her knight was given no prize for victory. You can bet had Doomwind won, she'd get her due"

A grunt at the claim Dagmar might win. ("Doubtful.")

"Fair enough," Brekke says to Kealan.

At the grunt, the Baron smiles knowingly

A brow at Kealan's reaction, but she doesn't comment.

Then he offer his hand to shake , one after the other "Well, prizes will come up later. You two need any healing? in a few minutes we'll see if Kerri claims her own victory... you might want to sample her wares while it's still there. She's got this apple nut thing that's incredible"

"I have an appetite for it," Brekke admits as she shakes his hand. "Thank you again, old friend."

"Ooo, Kerri treats..."

"Even with visiting home, it's not the same. You know?"

"Always, my friend, you gave me a chance when few did" His shake is firm even if hsi hand is dwarfed. He moves to Dagmar and offers his hand to her as well "And you, young lady, probably want to enjoy the spoils of your successes by right devouring of Kerri treats. I won't keep you. You're an amazing young Falcon"

A slight shrug. "Just... learned from the Chief, yeah?"

"Then you are learning from the best, but that advantage does not in anyway, undercut your rightful due as worthy student" Baron Kealan assures her, and if she won't shake his hand he is not offended, "Be well, both of you , enjoy the Pennons more restful moments, and I'll make sure the award ceremony is mercifully brief for you more stoic dreams"

Brekke shakes her head at Dagmar. "You brought much good with you before I taught you anything. What the Baron says, I agree with."

She shakes the hand, of course!

A grateful nod to Kealan, and she leads the way to the food contest.

"It was buried pretty deep, wasn't it?"

"Hm?" She shakes her head. "Not so very deep. You knew what justice should look like, and you knew you were not seeing enough of it. That was the foundation, and the rest was a solid build."

She hums softly in response, then shrugs slightly in acceptance.

It maybe restful for the non combatants, but for Kerri, it is busy busy busy as there are MYSTERY Judges... she has no idea who the real judges are... just that folks come by and buy food and at least three of the dozens are judges! She wasn't told of this change, and may have a few words for the 'spymaster' in her head

Whatever her interior monologue, she is welcoming and efficient in making sure that everybody gets what they like, and she eagerly chats about ingredients and methods with anybody who asks, whether or not they might be a judge.

The Clurichaun from the County of the Bold Heart has been a good neighbor at least, even if she seems pleasnatlhy surprised at the crowd sizes

Dagmar and Brekke see the venders going, looks like Tove is less busy than some, but then she was more here to see her daughter compete

There's apple walnut bread, an apple walnut upside down cake, mini apple pies with shining candied walnuts on top, and apple muffins with chopped, roasted walnuts on top.

Dagmar certainly goes to Tove's table!

Though she does want one of the wee pies...

Tove beams "There's my champion daughter! "

Sylvi notices how busy her mother's booth is, and she slips over to help out.

Kerri gives her daughter a thankful nod and a quick kiss on the cheek before she returns to tending to the customers.

"Tied!"

"Mom, whatcha got left?"

Dagmar gets some spice graced churro dish from her mom, and... a wee pie from Kerri's table her mom asked to hold for her "Tied smide, you both won, there for you're the winner"

"Kerri let me hold a pie here for you of hers" A wink "I thought I'd use it to force you to stick around and let me brag about you"

"How'd you know I wanted one of the tiny pies?"

"Mother Sense was tingling"

She 's.. telling the truth? Creepy

Kerri has strategically adding items during the day, rather than putting out everything at once. It's a risk -- the judges might miss something -- but it's all good, so she's willing to gamble on that. The final item hits the counter, and she loudly announces, "Apple pie bars with walnut crumble topping!"

Olger sees the crowd and goes into que enforcement with a glower for line jumpers

The Dark Gate goods table is also bustling, Marselies holding his own