#brightwindsbarony

At Brightwinds...

Sparrow sees the young ones and Morthwyl returning below.

"Pepper, could you see if there are snacks? The kids are back." She calls to the kitchen.

"Oh no ffu..err no problem" Foul mouthed troll girl that one, but she always tries to curb it when kids are nearby

Then she adds "Anythingg for you, Baroness?"

"Mmm, is there cold coffee left?"

"Actually I've got some hot coffee, but if you want, I can shove it in the fridge for ten minuttes" She grins

"Oh, hot coffee is fine with enough milk in it."

"Not a problem I.. acutally Clarence is head of me. "She says "It's not a race , Clarence"

Clarence huffs and comes out, with a cup of coffee not just with milk, but the perfect amount of cream, sugar, and spices. How he has learned Sparrow's preferences so completely , everyone's preferences really, is errie

Of course, he works with Barista Hope and she says he's got a knack

A musical little laugh. "Well, it is perfect. Thank you."

The boggan puffs with pride 'my pleasure, my liege"

"It looks like they are all returning in one piece, including Felicity."

"Yes, well, squire Felicity certainly has ... her way" Clarence says

The Eiluned girl can act a bit superior, not uncommon for sidhe childlings. But the Liam has noticed effort

She is TRYING to get along.

"Well... she's trying. It will take time."

"yes, my liege"

Seems the girls are cleaning up and doing bathroom stops

hopefully not in that order

"They have minded their manners with you?"

"Oh much better than any balor , Baroness"

"A bit of a low bar, I should hope."

"Well, Sir Morthwyl is a good man and tries to set a good example" A nod

"I would agree" Sir Dubh says

As he enters, and bows , a smile crosses his features

"I'm glad to have him here. All of them. Hello Grey."

"Greetings, my liege. I have news regarding reports from the locals. Regarding lessons in how to fight. Do you have time to hear it?"

"I do! I hope it is good news..."

"Yes, actually, we have four willing to learn how to learn shield and spear or sword, and three willing to learn archery."

A little rustle-fluff. "Wonderful! And any decisions yet on the kith council?"

"None decided yet but finally getting steam now that the holidays are over" He says

"I think it's safe to say, Wenceslaus will be speaking for the slaugh. "

"Can I confess to being curious how they might decide? My imagination gets to me - the sluagh draw straws, and the loser must take the seat."

A thin smile "I think they do see it as a drain to have to socialize so why not the Reeve who already does?"

"Also true. I would like at least one more Reeve... maybe a boggan or satyr, someone more outgoing."

"Oh the boggans are having a votefrom what i understand. They actually find this a rare and wonderful, if nervewracking, opportunity. I believe Hope has convinced them you are sincere. Your steward serves you well there" He says "The satyrs seem to want a .ah. dance off?"

"Hope has been a treasure, that's for sure."

"I shudder to think how the pooka are choosing. Or how we'll confirm it"

"Well... so long as they are pleased. They have their own ways."

"That they do" A nod "BeaTK might be the Clurichain Reeve. Apparently there's a few in the area. "

"Rare to have many of those - but then, we have a Witchel."

"It would seem Brightwinds is no stranger to the rarer kiths" He nods

"Ah, the centaur rumor?"

"It seems to be spreading. Either it has caught hte collective imagination of many, or more than one person has seen one"

"This might call for a search. If it IS true, I imagine they're very confused - and we have an obligation to rescue."

"If it is true, it's mind boggling" He says "Oh, Otha has been in conference with one..Bix DeBuke?"

"Oh? Bix is Mountain-trained..."

"Yes, they got into a discussion about reading omens. She seemed surprised he was so versed"