#brightwindsbarony

At the mention of the year and the day, BOTH men nod approvingly. It is clear this reflects well on her no matter what else

Dame Otha bows, staff to the side but remains quiet

But Bryndan says "So , the piper has already spread her message to others"

"She did not" The Gwydion observes "Play a Pipe. Twas her name, not her speciality"

Siv..somehow, missed th8is part.. and her eyes widen

"A pied piper?" She smiles. "A... oh, a satyress?"

"She cut through the hold like a clarion call on a still knight" Sir Brynn nods

"By the time she was done" Byrndann adds, "It seemed every third warrior in the place was cheering Brightwinds"

A brilliant smile.

"Then I am in my friend's debt, that she could inspire two such dashing warriors."

"Was.. the satyress a blonde?" Siv asks cautiously

"Why yes. Spritely thing" The Gwydion observes

Siv looks increasingly nervous

And they describe Piper

Sparrow nods.

"Maybe I be excused, please baroness? FOr aa wee bit?" Siv says

"Yes, Lady Captain."

"Thanks!" And she withdraws

"That was..odd. " Dame Otha says "Did she seem alarmed or was it just me?"

"Fiona."

Everyone nods at that. Yeah. That does explain it.

"Regardless, how we heard, Baroness, we would aid your noble efforts" Sir Brynn says

"And a bit of glory doing good serves us well" His brother says

"Miss Hope, could you go check in with the kitchen? We have many travellers, and I think they could all benefit from some refreshments."

"There is likely glory in the making - the Balor have not taken their loss well, and threaten the good people here."

"That can be solved" Sir Brynndan says

Hope says "Right away, and I'll send in Clarence to refresh and get everyone's drinks" She bows to all and moves

"My thanks, Steward."

"She is your steward, yes of course" Dame Otha says "I see what you mean about respecting the common folk being important. One wouldn't want to be poisoned" a bit of humor "For rudeness"

"No that's brother's thing" The Gwydion says

"It is NOT. I told you, I'm not into that stuff" The Daireann protests

"And she is quite capable, and due the respect of her responsibilities. I am glad you see."

"If possible, we'd like rooms near each other" Sir Brynn says

"Yes, if possible" Sir Byrndan adds. The idea seems to be of course they're accepted

She nods. "May I ask - are you mortal kin?"

"We landed in the same bodies" A nod

"Same family anyway"

"Same exact time"

"We were fighting back to back in the dreaming.. not sure how we got to be allies there"

"Moment of desperation obvs" the other agrees

"We suspect we were blood brothers in Arcadia, and the Da'an knew it"

"But we have some debates on which of us is the elder"

"I am, I landed two minutes ahead of you"

"Da'an can have a sense of humor."

The patter of their conversation is almost like a steam of consciousness shared. Otha observes them with curious fascination

Sparrow smiles with Otha.

Otha whispers "They're going to be interesting to try to follow"

"They're fun though, aren't they?"

"Yes." Otha admits

"Dinner is prepared" Hope has returned