#brightwindsbarony

Hope has trouble looking at the sidhe but says 'yes

"Yes, he recovered from his chimerical slaying."

"I regret Harkson's death less."

"Well see if he's in " She leads them around to the side.

And knocks on a door that says Employees only

Grete has wandered- not far- to check out some rocks near the base.

A voice says "Go away, we have the plague. Rats got in"

"Ham?" She calls out "Ham, it's me, Hope! "

"I'm cutting down on coffee" the voice on the other side says

Sylvi glances at Sparrow, concerned. This sounds like somebody who's hurting.

"We bear news. Of Harkson's death."

"Poor man, his spirit has been broken since he recovered from his own death" Hope sighs

"Sir? We won't bother you long, but we'd like to speak with you for a bit, please?"

Then a glance over her shoulder to check on Grete.

The door opens "Wait, Ding Dong? " And the chimp pooka laughs "Someone dropped a house on him?" MORE laughter "Oh my... " then he clears his throat "As a man of science I of course am above pettiness. May the Devil Research him Anally with barbed wire in HELL"

Sylvi blinks and then grins. Totally not what she was expecting.

Hope is surprised "But you.. you're okay?"

"Now that that boil on the buttocks of humanity is well and truly lanced? I am dizzy with Euphoria so I may not stand!" A grin "I do believe a whoop may escape my lips"

Blink.

"This is Baroness Sparrow, she's.. our new Ruler" Hope says still surprised.

She offers out a hand.

Sylvi laughs a bit. "Okay, I like him," she says to Hope.

The lab coated pooka grabs Sparrow by the hand and waist, and unless stopped, gives her a twirl "Madame liberator"

A surprised laugh, and she plays into the twirl.

"I'm afraid I was a bit of a ringer - a friend of mine started the whole thing, I was brought in to fight the Baron."

"Please, please, come in... alas, thanks to that vandal savage, civilization has fallen, but through the ruins you might peek a meteorite or pluck a view of a star"

"Grete will probably want to see the space rock..."

HOpe says "Well, you're in much better spirits than I thought you'd be. but I'm glad"

"Thank you," Sylvi says in response to the invite.

"I am very sorry to hear of the losses you suffered. I cannot replace them, but I can offer you welcome by my fire."

The Chimp Pooka's mein is weak. He has forever lost some part of himself to his last Chimerical death.

But his joy is geniune and he calls out "SPAAAAAACEEEE ROOOOCK"

A head pops up. “Eh??”

Scrambling up and over, a chunk of some stone snuck into a pocket.

Off the ground, that is.

"Grete, this is Ham..."

She eyes him. “You’re not old guard, right? Or are you from before-before?”

Sylvi watches him, concerned about that damage.

“You look like you need to be more grounded. Too much time looking up.” Coming closer, looking concerned. “Space rocks? You said?”

"I am what i am, and what I am is Ham. the other white meat..." Ham says "Yes yes, metorites, though meatier than what I'm not sure. Come come I can show you the kryptonite"

And he leads them to the rocks first.

A low tone to hope. "Just how long was his reign of terror?"

She follows, looking around curiously.

The space rocks are COOL!

“There’s iron in here!” She sounds surprised. “A bit... but not the same.”

"He's ruled us for 13 years... " The meteorites on display do not glow green, but one glows purple if you hit it with blacklight. And yes, iron so pure a dougal would love it. Not cold no, forged by the stars

A momentary pause at the mention of iron, and a frown. But then she realizes it's safe and takes a closer look.

“Not the worked stuff. The nice stuff. It’s in blood too they say, but I only feel it in rocks.”

"Oh, get a load of this then" he brings her to a ridiculously small container of plastic with ..dust?