#brightwindsbarony

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"The Sunset Room we're calling it, there's a sunrise room as well. And yes, that'll be fine... no rush." Hope smiles at SYLVI "Glad you like it. " then conspiratorially "I fear I'm not so sure I'm cute out for this job to be honest. That's why I'm only taking it temporarily"

(From PBEM)"Oh?" She starts unpacking her bag in what for the boggan must be a painfully slow and inefficient manner. "Well, what does the job require? My mom's the Hearth at our Lodge, which I think is kind of close to being a steward, but I'm sure it's not the same. What parts are challenging?"

"Well, truth it's not so different from running my business in some ways. I just.. well, all I know is how to make sure we have materials, make sure folks are on task for the clean up and crussh times, and make fantastic coffees and teas. But for a hold? I my I don't know what to say"

"Well...it sounds intimidating to switch gears like that, yeah. Is there somebody else you're expecting to take over?"

"At this time?" A pause 'no. But.. well," She smiles "I'm named Hope.. and I lost hope until Symon and Siv came... and then ..there was Derrywnd, and I .. I guess, it's hard to explain. Beauty was evil... in Harkson's reign. He was magnficient... but to gaze at something so lovely and see only cruelty and disdain? It..." She shudders "It dims your belief that Beauty is life. Beauty didn't seem to be life, it seemed a tyrant. Then suddenly Sparrow was there, and.. she fought for us! Beauty within and without wielding a sword. It .. it helped drive home the words Symon told me. To hold on.. help was coming. Well, if strangers were going to fight to free us and keep us free... I figured I could atl east help with the clean up"

Sylvi listens, then nods. "I hadn't really thought about that. I mean...I never saw Harkson. But I can see how that could happen. Balor are twisted, and they can twist the way we see things, too. And you didn't know the Baroness before this." She sits on the edge of the bed and changes her shoes to something a little lighter than travel boots. "I didn't quite know what to make of her the first time I met her, either. I was a childling...well...almost a wilder, and I was having some attitude issues about sidhe and nobility, so I didn't think I could trust her. But the more I saw of her and the more I heard, the more I learned that she's genuinely decent. She really cares. So you're right...she's worth helping." She checks her hair and make up in the mirror, makes some touch-ups. "I wouldn't have a clue how to do the job of Steward, though. It sounds like, even if you're not sure you can do everything, you at least have an idea on what you need to learn. That's a step up on a lot of us."

"You've very kind"

"Well, I'm being honest." An easy shrug. "Hey, what should I have with me when we head out? I always carry my blade. Do you think there'd be any offense if I brought my spear, too?"

"I wouldn't blame you if you did, no one would . We've tried rounding up all the balor lackeys but you never know. I think the Baroness would be fine with it"

MEanwhile, upstairs... Dubh says "Young Sylvi seems to be something of a godsend. She does brighten the halls doesn't she?"

"Okay. Thanks." A smile. "Glad to be able to get local advice."

"Sylvi's great. Rivervale was kind to me."

"the Balor did keep most nightmare chimera away, or they cclaimed to. With them gone, well, " Hope shrugs "or worse, with them sending such beasts after us..I think maybe Sir Dubh needs to train some of us at least a little. He and Little Joe"

(Upstairs) Sir Dubh ponders then says "If she's that great, maybe we could ask her to visit more often or even if she'd like some duties regualr here? Unlike Lady Captain Siv, she's not as snobby about dry land"

"Yeah, I agree. Do you fight?" She doesn't sound surprised or skeptical.

"Oh, I haven't thrown so much as a punch in years. I can use a knife for cooking but.." A shrug

A grin. "My mom doesn't fight on a regular basis...but I would not bet against her if she had to. I've seen her heft a frying pan in a way that would make anybody think twice about messing with her. If you've got kitchen knife skills, I bet that would translate easily. Hey...if they forget to offer you training just because you're not one of the regular fighting kiths? Don't let them get away with that. They probably wouldn't do it to insult, just an oversight, but you have every right to learn. I might be able to get you started, even, while I'm here. My first weapon was knife." She takes the Bowie knife from her belt and offers it over.

Sparrow shakes her head. "I can't. She has duties at Rivervale..."

"I'm not about to poach my friends."

(With SYLVI) Hope takes the knife and looks it over "It will Keel?" Amused and she says "oh, I suppose you're right. During the Accordance War trolls were the heavy hitters, but the Boggan Yeoman certainly made a difference"

(WIth SYLVI) "The balance is really nice" She hands it back gently

(With Sparrow) "Who better to ask than your friends ?" A shrug from Dubh "She is allowed to say no"

She takes the blade back. "I've heard mostly the troll stories. Would love to hear more about the Yeomen, if you'd be willing to tell what you know?" One final check in the mirror. "Okay, I think I'm ready."

"Oh, and...don't tell her I said so, but I think Siv is kind of hoping for...um...well, I think she's hoping people are going to be really happy to see her when she eventually gets here."

(With Sylvi) "Oh, I don't know many stories in detail, but to hear eshu talk were were either like little robin hoods firing arrows and darting back, or rather good pikemen working unision... "

She smiles. "I can totally see that. Probably really good at preparing traps, too, quick when nobody's looking."

(with Sylvi) "Oh there are tales of boggan heroism of another sort. Of a Barber who could have slit a sidhe's throat, but he.. wouldn't. Because he was still honorable... so he shaved the sidhe, and then flat out told him he was a rebel. the sidhe said he knew, but he had also heard the man was honorable...and the best barber there was. And what kind of coward would he be to be scared of an honorable man who had him under his care? The two became friends." Then she smiles "As for Siv, She IS Welcome and quite well thought of. She's one of the three who saved us"

"I never heard that story! That's very cool."

"Not really, we've welcomed lots of people" She says straight faced

Sylvi gives her a look, confused. "I...mean the story...."

A smile escapes the boggan "Sorry dear, pretending to be clueless was the only form of humor we were allowed to practice for a time"

She blinks. "Wow. Yikes."

(With SParrow) Noting his lady has not comment for that, or isn't giving one, the Chancellior merely says "Regardles, I'm glad she she is here"

"As am I..."

And soon, Sylvi and Sparrow meet again

As Sparrow hears Hope telling Sylvi "Have I mentioned I really love how you applied your make up? Your eyes really shine and I htought it was them but it's the way you guide folks to them..."

And then suddenly, just as they're about to go on Tour, Little Joe ends up saying "We have a skulker.. and she's not a sluagh"

As he brings in a girl.. 12? 13 tops? A childling soon to be a wilder...

"What's this then?"

Little Joe grunts "She's been squating in one of the rooms.. I think before we got here. "

Sparrow crouches, getting on eye level with the girl. Her wings spread a bit for balance. "Hello there." (Kith?)

The girl that Little Joe has by the collar has a determined frown on her face. Not a scowl, but a stubborn set to her chin, and her arms are crossed defiantly. Her height may make her seem younger at first glance, but the tween girl has some muscle - scrappy, is a polite way to describe it.

This is emphasized in her Fae mein, as Sparrow realizes that a Wichtel stands before her! At the age where soft childling is starting to give way to muscular wilder. Her mortal clothes are the same work gear that many of the Baron's folk had, but her voile includes a pair of heavy-duty overalls and steel-toed mining boots. Her short hair brown hair is shaggy, overgrown from a simple cut, and her fair skin has a smattering of freckles across the nose, which is also smudged with dirt.

"I'm not squatting. It's MY room." She retorts stubbornly. "It's not much of a room, but it was mine."

Little Joe frowns "what you were one of Harkson's servants?"

"No. He grounded me because I wouldn't tell him where to dig." She rubs at the back of her neck... ah, there's one of those marks, like a healing sore, where a parasite once sat.

Sylvi says to Hope as they arrive, "Thanks! I can totally show you how, while I'm here..." But then walk in on the scene of confrontation, and she goes quiet.

Hope stares, clearly this is new to her too

Sparrow watches. "Well, Harkson didn't like people who defied him. I see you had had a tattoo, too."

"He said he WOULDN'T. He said, and then he did ANYWAYS."