#brightwindsbarony

"Now... this is where we learn what's behind Door number three" The Owl Pooka informs Sylvi

And whoever else is along such as Grete

"Door number three?" Sylvi looks baffled but intrigued.

"Ashlee she is known as in the secret tongue" he looks left and right

Then continues to the trailer home

The poverty in this area is extra strong, and Fort Davis is not exactly Beverly Hills

"Number 3.. number 3.." He moves to trailer number four

"Ashlee, got it." She glances around a bit at the surroundings, looking for signs of creativity.

in Trailer four has some old tires, painted white... and used to create a junk snowman

The ruined white basketball has googly eyes on it and a Houston Astro's Baseball cap

Meanwhile, knocking on the door, there's a pooka boy.

Itt opens, and an angry woman with rollers in her hair glares at them "You again? I don't like you boy. Evertyime yo ucome around My Ashlee gets weird ideas!"

Sylvi blinks, then waves and smiles to the woman. "Hi! I'm Sylvi, and you're....?"

"Edora Hagnorton, what's it to you?" The woman sneers "You babysitting this trouble maker? Ashlee gets these crazy notions around this boy. Acting like things are going to get better if she's just brave and looks out for others.. loser talk! "

And Stew tries to slip by while Sylvi has Edora's attention

"Oh, well...I'm actually here because he told me that he might know a person who would want to participate in a makeover video. I have a YouTube channel, and I'm looking for some models for while I'm in the area." Another bright smile..and hopefully letting Stew get by.

"Girl, ain't no one help my Ashlee.. she's almost as ugly as she is dumb"

"No, ma'am...i was talking about you!"

"Oh now.. this some scam?" She looks intrigued though

While the pooka sneaks in

"No. Here..." She holds up her phone and opens YouTube, and starts playing one of her videos. "See? That's me. I've got a bunch of them. That's my friend Sam that I'm making over."

"But I'm on vacation, so I need models while I'm here...and I figured I'd try a variety of faces. Free makeover as long as you sign off on me showing the video on my channel."

"Oh.. you working on them urban types huh?" She has pulled out a cigarette and lit up as she observes. "Well... well.. I sure wouldn't mind guisying up..."

"For free that is"

There's a thump sound nearby, soft.

And then around the corner, Stew gives a thumbs up. Someone went out a window

"Great! So, I don't have my equipment with me right now, but I can come back tomorrow? It would take about an hour."

"Sure... but not during Doctor Phil!"

And another figure can be heard, also exiting around the back. Heavier footprints

"Ohhhkayyy." She nods, a little distracted by the sounds of the heavier feet. "So I should be by. If I can't make it tomorrow, I'll come by as soon as I can."

She glances at Stew, trying to figure out if he still needs further distraction...or even assistance.

Instead he makes a come on motion. Hopefully that's not a lie

"So, great!" Another bright smile, and a wave. "See you then!" And she leaves the door...and makes a slightly indirect route to catch up with Stew.

And she finds Stew...and a troll childling. The girl is a freak! Stretched out at far too young an age by her size.. with hands and feet too big for even her long legs and arms. But worse, is the blighted face. Siv has seen this condition before...on her own father, but this isn't her dad. It's a stranger, and she's not used to the patch of horrid complexion raised up like a slap mark on the girl

(TBC on PBEM)

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It's a Gwydion Jamoree .. Morthwyll tests himself against Brynn

And they are different in style to be sure, both skilled.

Catir observes and judges

"I think Sir Morthwyl has the edge in might, but Sir Brynn is more skilled at footwork"

"Really?" Brynn grunts as he barely keeps from getting pulverized "You don't say" And he slips free..nearly causing Mortwyl to stumble

"She does." Says the hammer wielder

"I do say" Dame Catir observes "We much each strive to improve the other. The House of the Falcon must set the example for others in service to the Baroness, to show her what we can do!"

Morthwyl starts to edge out the smaller Sir Brynn

"We may have competition, my brother is no slouch" Brynn says

"You vouch for this Unseelie brother of yours?" Catir says

"Clearly. Or brother or not I'd not be with him" Brynn counters with a blow

Catir says "I suppose this is true. Any one know anything about Dame Otha? She's hiding..something"

"I know she's the only female sidhe available my own rank" Brynn says

Morthwyl actually chuckles