#debukefarmhold

"Fair," Sylvi agrees, finishing up with Lanark and putting his blanket over him. "How're you doing, Dagmar?"

The foal is just excited to meet folks.. but also winding down. it has been a big day in a huge world.

"Oh, fine..." Brush brush.

Food bags and fresh water

Sylvi takes another moment to rest her head against Lanark's nose if he allows, and then signs: Dream of glorious battles, okay?

A very sublte nod of sorts from the Fae Horse, his ears position in a 'I notice you and approve' gesture just for a bit

She steps out of the stall and sets things away, and helps others set things away as well, showing Dagmar how to get the blanket settled over Blueberry.

Dagmar is very careful with the blanket, conscious of the relative delicacy of the animal.

"She's not a flower, Dagmar. Despite her name" Siv assures "She can handle our weight so she can handle a blanket"

"Nice to want to make her comfortable, though," Sylvi reassures Dagmar.

A dinner bell just as they finishes with the choirs

Siv laughs, then smells the food "oo they are playing our song"

"Oooo, yeah, I'm hungry. You sleep well, okay, Blueberry?" A pat goodbye.

"Dinner already? Well, I guess all the chores got done, or they wouldn't have rung the bell. C'mon, this is going to be yummy."

Blueberrys a happy nicker and soon the girls are off to try some Iowa style cooking

(end scene)

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"Mayhaps we take this note... oh, I loathe him.. but we take it to Jude? August will come too. And we set the Liam to find and protect the Dreamers. jude would hold Paler, aye... that is where Tantalus wound up..."

"Yeah, for a short time. Then again, pretty sure Paler's crimes are worse than even Tantalus."

"Aye. But... aye..."

Earl takes her hand "Now, while the Liam play defense...do we have plans for.. what we do? "

She sighs and hides her face against his shoulder. A shake of her head.

"One thing at a time then" A nod "And we can't stop living our own lives. For one thing, not healthy, for another- if he's spying on us he'll grow suspicious"

"We have a time we know where he will be. We could... do something."

"Huh... you mean get the hell off the farm?" he sighs "I shouldn't say this to you, because you're safe here, and so is Vashti, but at times I get sick of this place."

"I feel caged, aye."

"And... well, not just that. He's threatened so many. If I knew... I... Death is an abomination, aye? But he gave us a time and a place, could there nto be an ambush?"

"He... he would not expect me to seek aid."

"You, perhaps.."

"Well, anyone would want aid, if only to increase their chances." He ponders "Vashti is still scared of facing him, I don't blame her, but maybe we could talk her into it?"

"I... I would much rather risk myself than her..."

"I know you would..." Earl says understanding "She might feel the same way but in reverse. It's just... well, she's stealthy and if in your corner... might be a good failsafe if things go wrong. " A frown "I'd like to ask half the farm to help, but can you imagine that? A half dozen trolls hiding in the bushes? It's almost painful to imagine and I'm a troll"

She nods.

"I thought, mayhaps, to bring Da'an down upon his head..."

"But that's... unpredictable..."

"You need time, you stand there alone, you might never get it off anyway"

"True."

"But if I can be protected as I cast... and he, held..."

"Yeah, maybe... but that damn sovereign of his." Pondering "We're shielded somewhat, but we'll be pushing our luck"

"Well - I have my ward..."

"Perhaps a true runic circle? And you and he are both knights..."

"I know. Me too. And Vashti, but can the three of us take him? Or even delay?"