#bergen_county

Kerri is a little uncertain what her role is with Connor's scheme, but she hands him some funds to purchase treats. "Thank you," she says to the guard, and proceeds through.

He trots off at high speed!

"Are you here to see the balor who tried harm to Dame Dagmar?" The guard asks the Baroness

"I'm...not certain. But if I do see him, trust me that I will keep myself from harming him."

"Thank you" he says simply, "One can understand the urge"

Connor finds the Coconutties and Minty Chomps too very soon.

Connor buys a few of those, yes, but then goes searching for MEAT.

Sadly, the Kerri's Thighs (so plump and delicious!) vendor is not present this year...

But there are kabobs!

KABOOBS!

And back he goes... And Soon, Connor and Kerri are in the prison cells

Kerri has already paced along the cells and is regarding the Balor, her arms folded.

((I might be misunderstanding. I thought they were all next to each other?))

Connor was ready to pass right past the Balor, but pauses when Kerri does. He sticks out his tongue towards that cell.

"I apologize, I'm sorry," the balor grovels! yes grovels "Just make the voices stop, and stop the cold, okay? OKAY?"

Connor looks rather baffled by this.

He gives Kerri a look and shrugs, clearly not behind this it seems.

An interested expression, but no compassion whatsoever. She has learned his face now. She won't forget it. Whatever he's talking about, it's probably something Connor did.

Or...not.

But it works in their favor.

She nods to Connor to lead on.

"Good, you SHOULD feel bad. BAD Balor. BAD!" He scolds with a sharper tone than generally ever reaches the boy's voice, but then somewhat ruins it with, "no biscuit!"

The Balor almost cringes but says no more

Then he heads a little ways on to the next cell, which the player assumed was placed far enough away to prevent the two from conspiring.

"Polly want a cracker?" He asks, and sticks his entire arm through the bars, several skewers of roasted meat held in his hand.

Kerri follows curiously and looks into the cell.

There is a CHOMP!

And the sticks and meat are gone

Fingers there

Connor winces, but then pulls out his hand... intact!

That's the sound of redcap jaws, and Kerri pulls Connor back abruptly.

He wiggles his fingers at Kerri. "Look! No hands!"

"What are you doing?!"

"Feeding the poor pony."

"Thanks, Puppy boy, I was STARVING" Swilla is ..fat, a fat redcap, the temp Squire looks up and sees Kerri, "I didn't eat him, honest!"

"I can see that, and thank you. Good choice. Connor apparently wants me to meet you."

"I knew she wouldn't." Connor sounds pretty but not entirely certain about that, but is glad he was right.

"I'm Baroness Kerri of Rivervale."

"Show the Chieftain your pretty bridle?"

"Shit" the girl mutters "I mean, sorry. I... " She looks around and lifts up a muzzle "Please don't make me put it back on?"

"I'm Swilla, or Swill" the girl adds

Kerri frowns, then reaches her own hand through the bars (a gesture of good faith), and reaches to take the muzzle contraption.

It is ugly, and while you could shove small food bits through it, it clearly wasn't taken off often if at all

And other stories at the Pennons continue to unfold...

Art is wheedling at Thistle. "You've sold at least half of your frogs, surely you can take a break. Let's go look at the other stands!"

"Sure. Maybe someone has books?"

"You know, I was a little disappointed at first that we had to come to this Pennons instead of Count Silverswerve's, but I can definitely see the appeal. Though, I was curious about the games they were planning. You know, a cross between baseball and Quidditch with the use of Wayfare..."

Even as he hauls her along, barely waiting for her to put up a "Will return" sign at the booth. "But I'm glad we're here. Even if I more than half suspect we were sent to keep an eye on little lord Connor." A grin, after all they're all fond of the pooka.

"Him and Dee, yeah. Doing all the rep. The runt's got his knight here, though. Woof, you see the SIZE of the Rivervale crew?"

"And I'm glad to be here to be one of Dee's supporters in the stands - it's tough to show up at a Gwydion event wearing an Ailil lord's banner. She might get some boos, even with Joust club gaining notoriety."

"Yeah, his knight is SOMETHING. I thought Gwen and the Thanes were big, but she's... you know, it really reminds you about how Trolls and Giants share a mythos."

"Oh, we're all in on Dragons." She taps her black-and-silver hair.