#bergen_county

Her direct challengers down, she turns to face who remains.

The fellow drops his staff as he goes down. Speaker returns...

and a voice comes from the staff "It was an honor to fight you again, Speaker"

"The Same, Heartbranch. Another time" Answers speaker

And the moment that it returns to Brekke's hand, she turns again to face Siv's second foe.

The conversation between the weapons is right now nothing more than a distraction. She will have time to think about it later.

The remaining foe is alone. Not a sidhe, but a pooka. A Rooster Pooka, no musician he ,but a fighter. "Well then, which of you wishes the honor falling to me first?"

Each of these guys appears to be ready take them all on. It is... impressive

"You may yield."

Brekke frowns. "Do not underestimate," she says to Dagmar. "Roosters can be vicious."

"But," she says to the pooka, "as she says, you may yield."

A stoic nod. She holds her stance just as seriously as she had for the other opponent.

"May is a lovely month, Can? Is not in my calender" The fellow says "Biggest first!" And charges Brekke. It's a good blow, actually grazing her

She moves past him as he strikes her, and swings so that the flat of Speaker's blade catches him square in the backside, possibly launching him far down the hall.

"Can chickens fly?"

It would appear they can. HE falls down on his face. And Dirk steps on him to carry his prize dcloser to the hall door "See, that was what I call a Cock block HA!"

"Quickly," Brekke says, claiming the compass back from Dirk.

She keeps Speaker in her hand.

Siv is bruised all over. Yoel looks so black and blue you might think he's a troll! And Dagmar? Dagmar took some hits.

Dagmar follows, riding high on fight adrenaline now.

Brekke herself feels quite ..tender.

And that is a hell of a drug. She'll pay for it later.

they follow the compas, and opens the door that it leads to

A small bell rings as the door opens

And glamoru flashes

A silent Dictum, a command to GO HOME and stay there!

(WP rolls for all, Extra two dice for our trolls on a misssion. You may spend a WP)

(Spending!)

Brekke draws on the strength of her oaths to her liege to resist it.

(In other words, HELL YES I'M SPENDING!)

/roll 8

/roll 8

Dirk starts to turn around carrying Yoel with him

Siv holds strong

((Should that have been 'Splody?))

(Nope but it was impressive)

Dagmar is not leaving her liege!

And were it not for an oath... Brekke might have wavered. She does not

"Dirk! Your Duty is to Rivervale. Stay with us."

Dirk seems to snap out of it, "Mother ####er did not just.. " He hauls the pooka with him BACK... to follow Brekke "Nobody saw me wuss out. Nobody"

Brekke continues through the door.

Grunt. Upnod. Solidarity!

They enter the main chamber and find an elegant meeting hall, and again face more sidhe! At least two, they know well

At the head the table is an older wilder, a great beauty in Dougal colors who turns her head tosee them. At the opposite end is Count Autumnsbane, who seeing Brekke actually smiles "I knew you'd come!"

Brekke strides directly to the Count, gesturing for the others to stay back a few paces. "My liege."

Dagmar waits, but she still has Flyswatter in a ready grip.