#brightwindsbarony

The figure stirs in the blizzard.. and it sends cold wind down to strike Ross, ice forming under his hooves, chill cutting through him is pushed.. punished. Maaybe it didn't like what he said?

"Beast, you are not welcome here! Go back to the wilds!"

And it speaks, "I will have ..my TURNNNNN! Sickness... has had it's toll. Hatred and strife have fed well. Where is Winter Cold's DUE??? Where is the feast for the cold son of the four? I want my TURRRRRRNNN! They should run.. they should HUDDLE! They should FREEEZEE!"

Grete stands fast as the cold wind buffets. This is FANTASTIC!

Ross is pulled back by Redtooth and some trolls further

"Not today!" She raises her sword.

"This is OUR LAND!" Grete's voice shouts out at the monster, raising her crowbar! "It's not dark and scary any more. It's BRIGHT!"

"BRIGHT WINDS!"

"The Land and the Liege are one, but you are NEW, little Sparrow... and if I freeze you, then surely... the Land will follow!"

A bolt of white , a mix of ice, and fear, hate and cold launches towards Sparrow

"The land is stone and stone doesn't freeze! It stands fast and strong! And ENDURES!"

A Gwydion and Dairean move together, raising their shields to take the hit rather than let it hit their liege!

Both shields ice over, a blow that threatens to freeze the arms holding them

"Let's do this" Redfang says "Thanes. SPEARS! " and there is a roar of "BRIGHTWINDS!" From the various spear carriers as they hurl it into the cloud

Grete lays a hand on the earth, seeking downward. Sensing for anything that may help. An empty cavern? A hidden stream? Is it too much to hope for a secret volcano?

Sparrow shoots a smile at the twins.

"We don't fear you!"

Grete finds herself ignored, and that really really is pissing her off.

Morthwyl says "Baroness... I wish I could fly but this might do.. Falcon's ire, Liam goes higher! Now let liege blade shine with fire!"

What? WHAT? A GLARE shot at the monster, the creature that she can blame for this. So annoying and angry that even the soil can't talk to her! Well, if the mountain can't come to Grete, then Grete will MAKE the mountain. She scrapes her hands through the dirt and the bits of ice and snow that have gathered, forming a small heap as she concentrates, her glamour bubbling.

and suddenly sparrow's weapons are wrethed in flame

And just when you thought that was the most impressive thing....suddenly the earth heaves, the plateau Ross was on breaks part, a giant hand of earth and flaming oil rising up!

Out comes the titan of earth and heat, steam errupting....

Grete grits her teeth, strugglign to stay in her crouch as the glamour is poured into it - a trickle, then a fount, letting it have what it needs.

and now a fifty foot Grete is grabbing the blizzard, somehow latching onto ice and cloud and snow...

"The land is stone and stone doesn't freeze! It stands fast and strong! And ENDURES!" It roars and starts to grab the blizard into a deadly bear hug

nay, a wrestling hold!

"You can't BOSS us around! You're not in charge here!" She yells, eyes squinted shut. Maybe shouting at the Storm, maybe at Mama, who knows?

Sparrow buzzes, aflame. But this... this is Grete's moment.

"You can't BOSS us around! You're not in charge here!"

The titan bellows with rage, an echo that is somehow louder than its source squeezing

THe blizard monster frosts and freezes the titan.. or tries to.. but the heat from below rises to match it. And again she squeezes

Ashlee's eyes widen and she says "It's like .. a Mega Grete! .. or Tophy Grete??"

The blizard is being absorbed. What the sky calls blizzard, or ice storm, the ground merely refers to as 'water supply' \

The monster howls "Baroness.. have her release me.. I will leave your fief... I beg..."

"You were given the chance, you chose to stay."

Grete growls. This thing is threatening everything good that has been made... and she trembles - no. Cannot let it see her waver! Ready to shove MORE glamour at it... if she can dredge it up.

"And now, you will feed the land." She adds her own glamour, feeding it to Grete's magic.

and that proves wise, as Grete is tapping herself out!

Fire! Let it water the dry earth!

Grete steadies at the helping hand.

The chimerical blizzard EXPLODES in a scream of wet vapor... some of it sucked into the earth below, the last of it.. a light gentle snow that won't be more than two inches

Grete slumps over, panting, into the soft powder snow. Dazed, but blinking.

Ashlee grabs her friend and helps her up "She needs to by the balefire"

Sparrow glides down to land. "Yes, hurry."

"What... what did... Did I do that?" She asks, baffled.

Sparrow feels the earth below her.. and can almost feel the left over cantrip, nwo fading, still pulsing.

"Yup, you did. C'mon, let's get you by the fire." She scoops up the witchel.

"Thanks, Aunt Julia..." She adds. "Did you always have a sword?"

"Aunt Sparrow." She corrects. A little fuzzy, but still there.