#brightwindsbarony

"No, no- I just zoned out a moment." Her cheeks blush a little. "Here, I'll show you to the main hall... " She slows her hoofbeats so that the inanimae can keep up easily.

And actually, Woosh flies "Oh don't slow down on my account. I can move quick too"

"Oh!" A hesitant grin, and then she laughs. "Let's see!" She opens up on the open trail, letting her hooves clatter at top speed. "Can you keep up?"

"Let's find out!" the wind dream grins and somehow does. Maybe she's using glamour, maybe that's normal "WHEEEEEEEE!"

Redfang sees a trail of soil and dust approaching. His grip on his spear tightens, thenn eases as he sees who at least one of them is

Nessa's hair is loose and blowing in the wind like a wild spirit herself, but she's laughing as she runs, and she slows down with some reluctance as they approach,

A wave to Redfang, and she says to Woosh, "That's Redfang, he's one of our thanes. Looks a bit scary, but he's a good sort."

"Got a friend there, Nessa?" Redfangg asks

"I certainly hope she says yes because that is a very pointy stick you have Mr. Redfang" Woosh explains

Nessa starts to answer, then pauses, and starts again. "This is Woosh, a new acquaintance. She'd very much like to meet Sp- Baroness Derynwydd, if she's available. And she has a few tricks she can do with breezes that might be awful welcome on days like this."

"Well, okay, if it's no harm to any.. go on in, my clearance." A nod "Nice to meet you, Woosh"

Woosh beams and well, wooshes on in...

Inside the sweltering hold, a breeze starts to build... in the halls, in the rooms... something builds.... as a wind spirit races this way and than

that*

And Sparrow feels it

Even Grete straightens up as the breeze goes through, dusting away the specs from the stone she is polishing and drying the sweat she hasn't realized beaded on her brow.

"Oh dear..." Nessa tries to follow, but inside the walls, Woosh zooms this and that way faster than the centaur can turn or track.

The boggans and thanes seem to perk up at the breeze! While Grete is hard at work with her rocks, she may well know that most of the other childlings are down in the underground lake.

Annd yes, the breeze fliills, as if .. integrated, accepted

the wind magic cast not onnly allowed, but welcome

"Oh thank god" Stu can be heard "My floof was flooded"

And at a Freeholder's will, the balefire now sustainns the magic

Whoosh laughs "She likes it!"