#debukefarmhold

"Of course, Hearth."

"That's not sending you after the man NOW, we understand you need to stay here for now, both of you" Agnes says "Earl will want to see you. Sentimental boy. Now, as for you..." She looks at Vashti

Vashti lowers her head, "Does though wish someone cleared from the canvas of thine eye? "

"For my amends?" The moth adds

"On second thought maybe this one hasn't drunk the water enough" Agnes says drily "No, we don't do that. However, come carnival there will be some noble holds picked and our lads and lasses will go and make a noise at some lord or lady's expense... pranks and so forth. Well, they'll need help. You will design 13 pranks that no noble hold would ever forget... you may ask your sister for help if need be, non lethal, of course. And I want them before Carnival. You helped a sidhe here to help a friend, well, nwo you'll help us hassle a few nobles as restitution. We were going to anyway, but I ken we'd do better with one who knows nobles well...and while you might not like the sterotype, you are a pooka. So we put your nature to work"

She reaches for Vashti's hand, giving it a squeeze.

The mountain actually lets a bit of a smile slip out only a bit.

Vashti looks confused, startled, "You wish me to....lunge into a briar patch?"

"Good metaphor" Emmit says

"OH yes, that's your punishment," Agnes says then she looks to Emmit "She's hard of hearing. I bet it's that Hippity Hoppity music they listen too now a days. Played too loud."

"Not soft and gentle like the gods and Steppenwolf intended," Emmit looks VERY Serious now

"But ..." Yup, confused pooka. Where are the lashings? WHere are the threats? THe nettles, the imprisonment, the forced to bright places or humiliation? "art thou sure this is justice?"

"It sounds equitable to me, sister."

"I..." She stiffens her neck "I am not typical for my kith, my fur is splotchy for one, but I shall conduct for thee 13 tribulations to inflict upon neerdowell well to dos the likes of which hath never been seen"

"That's a start, the rest is you tell me you understand why were upset and won't bring nobles overwithout checking with us first?" Agnes says, "Won't ask for an oath. Just your your assurance."

"They are not him, Sister. If they tried to harm thee..." A whisper in Vashti's ear, assurance.

Vashti says crossing her heart "A bi Gezunt"

Leaving the older trolls perplexed

"Was that a yes and she understands?" Agnes asks Zara to translate intent

She nods. "Aye. Yiddish."

"I do owe all of you greatly for protecting my sister. I... I suspect... that there must be a time soon where we are not only waiting and hiding."

Agnes says "Even bears hibernate, and wolves know to wait for the wind to shift. No shame in picking your best time"

"Ooo..." Vasthi says. She likes the wind shifting metaphor

and Zara is sure it's being stolen later

"Well, that's done," Mountain Emmit says "Here, let's pass sometime. Zara, you ready to have a lesson with your sister along for the study?"

"...Aye?"

"I am filled with klingon honor" Her sister says

"Well then, let's talk about using time and soothsay together and how a trigger can work where something else would not, for example, when Clem exits the dreaming... the cantrip I have to tattle tale on her will activate THEN..." He smiles

"Interested in tricks like that? It's already cast. I just have it waiting."

Vashti looks impressed, and intrigued indeed. And looks to her sister as if to say 'did you know he could do that? or that it could even be done?'

"Oh, Time is still a tricky mistress... aye.. show us? Please?"

"Now it's no secret symbols can be personal things.... " And he explains time's symbols and works from there

(End Scene)