#brightwindsbarony

"How many new people are coming in?"

"We got a few today. Redfang here, and a few thanes with him."

A small frown, thoughtful. Chomping on the burger.

That's when two gorgeous twin sidhe men enter in, the wilders are of course, handsome, and identical... and Pepper's jaw drops a bit. She had managed not to gape against Sparrow (Barely) She gets cauht off guard

"Burgers, gentlemen! Informal eating tonight."

"Smells..." One starts to say "Delicious" the other agrees

and they bow before taking seats. Clarence serves the food more or less

One twin says "Brynn, House Gwydion, nice to meet you" to those that don't know him.

"Brynddan, knight of House Dairean. Blessings on all here"

And then Otha comes in. Suddenly this dinning room table that Sparrow thought was too big is filling up fast

"Dame Otha!" A merry grin of welcome.

"My, a fest hall informal is it?" SHe asks gauging

Grete watches the sidhe continue to trail in, and goes quiet, focusing on her burger.

Stew leans over to Grete "it's okay," He whispers "I have my Fox taser"

"Informal, yes."

An uncertain look to Stew, but a nod - appreciating the support, if confusing.

She reaches over, lightly touching Grete's arm. A mute question, eyebrows lifted.

Informal or not, Clarence insists on bringing extras to folks as Pepper sits down

The dinning room chairs seem to shift size to fit.. part of the magic

Grete hesitates, but... Sparrow said she wouldn't get mad about folk being honest. "If you keep on bringing in all these sidhe and trolls from wherever it is they come from, it feels like you're just setting up a new taskforce. It's all strangers. I dunno if local folk will understand. Here comes the new boss, same as the old boss..."

"Shit.." Pepper says "So it's true. Trolls are distrusted here" A frown

"You might not trust someone either if they were big enough to lift you by the scruff and toss you into a cell." She says, tone leaving little doubt that this may have just happened.

She nods. "That's not what I want, but that's a good observation. So I'll have to find a way to introduce the defenders and make sure the people are comfortable with them..."

"It's too bad the suckers are gone." Then she clarifies, "They were on everyone. So you could know where everyone was. And find the folk who are already here but don't know it anymore."

"Maybe you could put some locals in the ranks too. Then they can learn who these strangers are and they won't be strangers."

"But most of the locals can't fight" Catir says

"No, those little worms were abominable. But yes, I need to make sure we get locals in the household, too. And local thanes. I know that folks don't think they can fight, but maybe they'd be willing to do training... maybe partner with more experienced fighters?"

"Or find a way to introduce themself. Like Miss Sylvi. She went out and talked to people. It wasn't just a bunch of warriors showing up to do who knows what."

"To be fair, Redfang and company just got here about an hour ago."

"Yes," Tyrnog Redfang, the grump of gristle nods "And you're right about Miss Sylvi. She's the reason we came here. Told us what was up"

She shrugs a little. "Yeah. Just thinking. Folk maybe aren't gonna be quick to trust."

She nods.

"It will take time. And for new faces to become regulars - especially since we have new faces that are unwelcome, like that awful woman yesterday."

"She's lucky to be merely in the dungeon" Bryndann says "And this meal is wonderful"

"it's very tasty" Brynn agrees

"That would be Pepper's work." A nod at the troll.

"Lady, thank you for this fine repaste" Bryndann says

"Indeed, it simmers on the tongue" Brynn agrees

"Maybe we could do something for Yule..."

Pepper recovers from her earlier stunning "Well, you're sure as shit welcome."

Now it's the twin sidhe's moment to blink

"What woman in the dungeon?" Curious.

"I know, not a lot of time to plan something elaborate, but... cocoa and fellowship..."

"Oh, a balor. She brought in cold iron. She was stopped."

"I'll work on organizing it" Hope returns with more kids. A piskie, a troll, and a nocker in a wheel chair

"Hello! Irene, Ryder and... I don't think we've met?"

"Are you going to throw her off a cliff?" Well, it's a practical question.

A glance over. "That's... that's the troll Miss Sylvi helped us find." Letting the girl introduce herself with whatever proper name she wishes. Ashlee for mortal, but does she use the same for fae?

"I'm uhm.. Ashlee" the girl hides her face a bit under her hair and a hat

"I have her locked up below, to think about her life."