#brightwindsbarony

Votes continue going in for which troubadour folks liked. Hope's chasisement has quelled the 'Them centaur' talk

Sparrow makes sure Rose & Nessa are doing alright - they are welcome back inside, there are always exits nearby if they need space!

Rose nods "We'll return soon" She doesn't like the idea of being scared off, "I should probably apologize"

"Don't excoriate yourself. You had a moment, that's all - and you're better now. I'm going to go check in on things inside."

"Thank Baroness" Rose nods. Her pride has been dinged but she will roll with it

And Sparrow is back in, circulating. At some point, she buys a tschocke off of every crafter - and may have cards to discuss commissions. There has been no itithe.

And she notices that folks that might have cringed a month ago now smile at her, her praise of their products, her kindness, and yes 'no tithe' makes a good impression

An artist herself, she asks questions about their process, and shows genuine interest in their answers.

Astronomy equipment is being sold by Ham, telescopes and astrolabes and T shirts with slogans like 'Pluto: Never forget, 1930-2006' and 'I need SPACE'

Arrangements are brokered for Ham to set up a telescope at the top of the hold - 'for the childlings' to stargaze.

Ham winks "Yes, for the childlings. of all ages'

Rose turns around with her daughter as they start to return "Nessa, I am sorry . When you spoke of how you..felt ccooped in. I thought it was just the newness of all this. Then I get blocked by a crowd and get worse. "

Sparrow grins a bit at Ham's response, and just shrugs. What can she say?

Ham seems to understand entirely!

And Otha fusses "Well.. I knew THAT would happen"

The snare got Felicty curious, she poked it, and.. now she's hangingn by her ankles

"See what hapepns when you make me craft?" Otha says trying to get the girl down

Howeve, some commoners are actually interested in buying snares now that they've seen them work

Irene giggles terribly at Felicity's predicament.

A sigh from the swinnging squire "It was OUT there and I got curious and .."

Otha and Morthwyl cut her down gently

Catir covers her mouth and looks at Irene an whispers "Eiluned always have to look"

A somber nod. "Always."

"Those are pretty good snares though!"

"Yup. People are buying them" Ashlee notes

Ryder ponders "I wonder if we can use something like that to help Grette with rock removal and stuff?"

"Maybe? Do rogue rocks hop into lures?"

"I don't know..." Ashlee ponders "I didn't know rocks could be rogues"

Ryder sighs "oh fur the love.. I mean.. like the lift and pull part, we'd loop the rocks for the ropes then that snare would do the work"

"Oh. That sounds less fun."

"I'm down" Felicty says coming up "They should put warning labels on those things" Dusting off

Ryder says "They should put..warning labels... on snares meant to catch creatures without warning?"

"Well, now we know they work!"

Ashlee nods "That's true!"

"Oh.. my trade.." Morthwyl , a large sidhe, is actually looking sheepish

"Your trade?"

"We put up our crafts" A younger knight points out

Morthwyl sighs "it's not very..warrior like. you see I used to date a lady who took care of animals... and to helpw itha charity I made something but it's really not dignfiied, Baroness. Are you sure?"

"Oh, Morthwyl - you should, yes!"

He coughs and with help , gets a large crate open, and shows... "I'm really not very good. Big fingers"

And there are... stuffed animal toys. Home made by hand!

"They're adorable, Sir Morthwyl!" Sparrow approves.

Irene, well, has to pick each one up...

"Oh my gosh" Ashlee ooos. Her tough troll demeaner MELTING

"A boggan gave me tips " he adds sheepsihly and blushes

""He's got DINOSAURS" Ryder says and shoots forward too to join Irene

"This one is huggable."

"This one is best at boops..."