#brightwindsbarony

"But yes - you and your family are at risk for so long as this bounty holds. That is why she must be made an example of."

"Us, and any other centaurs out there. They may already have some, and to what end?"

"This is a fair point . A rescue maybe called for"

A grim look. "Maybe, yes."

"Do you want me there?"

"If you wish - I imagine this has been stressful."

Morthwyl moves along queitly

"I am going to question her. The punishment is not yet set."

Morthywl nods "You sound as if you had more than one idea. I look forward to seeing which you think she deserves"

Sparrow nods, and suddenly... she is The Baroness - something in her carriage and expression, it is hard to say.

And they wind down the stairs (A bit tricky for our centaur) and go to where a thane stands watch

Baroness Derynwydd gazes cooly at the satyr.

Jazzy aka Jezebel tries to be nonchalannt, but wavers a bit. Angry sidhe, even cool ones, are unnnerving

Nessa remains in the back, quiet.

Derynwydd waits, staring. The satyr will break first.

Finally she does "I wasn't goingg to actually HARM her , just. .deliver her"

"Partly true" The Gwydion says "I suspect she'd be willing to rough Neesa up if she hand to in order to deliver her."

Jazzy glares hate at the Gwydion

A tiny quirk of a brow. "And what did you expect would happen, after?"

"Payment, okay? A million dollars, a treasure of immennse power, a beach house on a tropical island. All offered."

"To my Fledge." Sharp, ice cold.

"Oh I.." She shrinnks "I don't really know. Don't ask questions makes jobs easier"

"She doesn't know" He says "She might suspect, but doesn't know"

"So. What would you guess?"

"I guess whoever wants ALL Centaurs is into some serious Haggard shit" She shruggs "I don't know, it seems hinkny sure. Maybe a rituatal? Maybe someone wihth a past life grudge against Cenaurs?"

"What do you know of your hire?"

"That the guy is working through recruiters. My recruiter was an Eshu named At-Ra. I worked with him before. He's reliable"

"But At-Ra isn't the one DOING It"

"And do you know who is?"

"No one knows" She says

"A lie" the Gwydion says

A snap of her wings. "Do. Not. Lie. To. Me."

A shuddering "I.. I don't know, I really don't" She swallows "But "Clashlyk does. Smug son of a bitch. Don't know if his recruiter told him or he figured it out. He's a redcap. he was talking about a lead for a centaur in Apples. Boy i was going to show him"

"Tell me what you deserve for trying to kidnap a fledge. What, in your inner heart, you know you deserve." The direction is backed by power.

"Crimes worth than I can imaggine by law, geases have been put upon people for less" She covers her mouth but can't stop answering "You might take my free will away for a time as i might take hers away for possibly ever"

The Gwydion nods "She's said the truth there. She clearly knew how wrong her crime was..and and tried anyway"

"What do you fear most?"

"Being poor, forced to sell my body to make ends meet, and not even being the one who collects"

The Gwydion's brows raise up at that

"She speaks hte truth, I'm just. .surprised" He adds

"What, tha I don't want to whore? I saw tantalus at work..." She says

"So you understand, then, what you were doing to the centaur - forcing them into a place of exploitation. I could do that to you, you know. Make you unable to say no."

"I could make you defenseless."

"god" She gulps

"Why shouldn't I?"

Nessa covers her mouth to avoid making any distracting sound, shrinking back further with only a soft scuff from her hooves.

"because.. mercy is a part of justice.. and if you tell me, I'll.. I'll tell you where Clashlyk went. Maybe help you find HIM"

"I could compel that." Unimpressed.

"I can... I can tell you the names of other centaur hunters. Let you know who to look for.. and I know you could compell that but I offered it FIRST"

Sparrow nods. "Tell me."