#dreaming

"Cool."

"I need someone to stay on the ship" Siv says, then glances over "Vali"

"You're kidding" Vali protests "This was originally my and Jaymes mission, and you want to keep me here on board?"

"Well, Siv needs to find a side quest..."

"What's this?" Jaymes grunts

Siv blushes "Let's keep THAT quiet. If I tell folks here I'm hunting for a treasure for a sidhe house, they'll likely not respond well"

"Well, maybe the treasure is from the High Seas and not here."

"Perhaps" Siv says "Fine, I'll just bottle the ship. But Folks will notice. You don't miss a clipper going poof"

"Thank you," Vali says "I got cheated of this visit the first time. I love your parents but they got greedy"

Jaymes snorts ("Suck it up")

"Well, I've never been here at all... wouldja lookit!"

Rivervale is wonderful, and yet, this place seems to be, no it is, an entire troll TOWN

"Disembark, everyone," Siv says "Let's take a look eh?"

Dagmar bounds ahead, excited. "Lookit!"

Jaymes grunts "It's much the same as it was before, I hope not entirely the same" As they disembark one by one

"So are they all, like, Norse-Viking-ish?"

"Not all no," Jaymes explains, "Giant legengs are in many lands. Lots of Celtic sorts as well..."

As Siv calls forth the ship and it pours into the bottle, a figure comes up to sort them out...

"Cool."

This new troll approaches, armed and armored "I am Ebberhard the Sharkpseared, of the Storm lodge. You are strangers here. But you are of a blood. so I greet you warmly as once I greeted the shacklebreaker herself. I Know your lodge, for Rivervale became legend, but have you blood to declare? "

"Blood to declare?" She shoots a look at Jaymes.

"They mean your heritage, what ancient giant you're descended from." Jaymes says "I thought they had cut that down."

Vali says "I'll have to tell you about the book 'blood of trolls' later...."

"Oh..." Brow furrow. "I don't remember that part..."

"I am Siv Waveborne, daughter of Franklyn the Mountain of Rivervale, and Brekke Shacklebreaker, the Storm and Chieftain of it. Of Jaymes Ironhawk, you know, this is his Daughter, Dagmar Hammerstrike, and This is Vali the Stealthy. While some of us might harken to Bran, Antaeus. Hrimthurs and more...we call none of them the sole source of pride"

The fellow nods "many do not know their blood, and others are proud of more than one blood. as they have mixed. " A nod "I myself am of such. Sharkspeared was an earned boast name" He looks curious "Of Ironhawk, I do know. But I look forward to your boast tales all. Welcome to Thyle. What brings you"

Dag has drifted to the lee side of Jaymes.

Jaymes says "A lost family heirloom, that I plan to seek" Honestly, "My daughter is curious of this place. I may put her to the task of showing her prowess, not that I doubt, but so that others may envy. She is my daughter of choice, and oath" The way her words that is very formal, and quite proud.

"Oath and Choice, aye" Ebberhand Sharkspeared looks over the young woman with new approval, "It is well to bring the young to show how one's clan of choice has grown. The blessing appears on her, Strength in every sinew. Many will envy. "

"Her strength goes beyond sinew, it is in the very heart of her," Jaymes, normally quiet, seems chatty as he boasts of his daughter "She has faced creatures Thyle has never seen, can never see. She has stood against the dark and has brought justice to those who would bring harm."

She holds her chin up - proud of being Jaymes' daughter, even if she sometimes might fuss in the mundane world. Here, the oath is a palpable thing, reassuring.

"If she boasts as well as her father does for her, she will find many drinks served her way I think" Ebberhand nods approvingly again

Siv says "if it is no trouble? we would see more of Thyle"

"Yes, please! Lodge of the Storm, so - all warriors?"

"Each of us has our place in either Storm, Mountain, or Hearth. As it must be." He says surprised

"They don't have just a single lodge here," Jaymes explains "They have clans and households..."

"one of them will surely be honored to find a place for the daughter of The Breaker of SHackles" Ebberhard says and leads them towards the great festhall

"Oh..."

Noisy, Raucous...the fest hall is bustling with several tables of trolls. Even the farmhold does not compare to the sheer number of trolls. The furniture is all troll sized. Everything is troll sized!It's as if the high school cafeteria was 95% trolls!

"It's like Asgard..."

Jaymes looks at her, then gestures, there's a boggan or two cleaning, but not many, he points to a spot "At one time, there was a sidhe woman there. Her mind blanked, her neck collared. That has changed, but it was not so long ago when it was so. I don't want you to hate this place as it is, but you should know what it was before you decide to love it or not"

She wrinkles her nose and frowns.

One troll older man approaches them as they settle down at a large table, "Ragnar, of the blood of Brobdingnag, and Hearth. Sit, sit, share warmth and food and drink, and perhaps take time for a boast or song if you wish to share a bit of yourselves in return. We have glazed mutton, roast boar, fine lemon touched Sailfish, and venison with just a bit of char at the edges- You know, the four main troll food groups." Said very somberly but a bit of a twinkle in his eyes.

"They sound awesome. What one is your favorite?"

"The taking of the boar has a better story I think, if that affects the flavor for you, but the mutton is good this day."

Siv says "I'll have the Sailfish touched with lemon" Without missing a beat.

Vali looks at her, "We've been at sea, going to be at Sea again, and you want the fish?"

Siv nods "That's right."

"Of course, the Wavebourne wants fish."

"Did you hunt the boar, Ragnar?"