#dreaming

"OOw ow..." Jordan says as he's centaur handled

"Stop whining" Olgar says

"Why, because it's unmanly?" Jordan groans

"No, because it's annoying" he says

"Would you both cut it out?" Sylvi snaps as she trudges forward.

"Okay, what's her problem?" Jordan whispers, but not quite loud enough

"Try not to take it personal" Olgar mutters back "Okay, I'll keep the path up for us" A pause "You put on weight, Jordan?"

"YEs.. my torso grew a horse" He reminds

"Dad, if Jordan's too heavy for you, I'll take a turn carrying him." It's not a particularly cheerful offer.

"Just don't declare my legs broken and shoot me. " Jordan says "I think I can lean against one or both of you and walk if you just take some of my weight"

"Good idea." She stops so they can get arranged with one of them propping Jordan on each side.

"Could work" He settles Jordan down a bit andthey fineagle... and it does speed things up

It's also a lot more dignified for Jordan.

Jordan doesn't whine. He picks up the pace as much as he can without losing his support

"Is anyone else hurt, or in danger? Besides the guy I sent up the dreaming?" Jordan asks

"Lots of folks no doubt, Jordan, but Bergen area is .. mostly safe now"

"Wait, the guy you sent up the dreaming wasn't a satyr, was he?"

She checks over her shoulder to see if any thallain are shadowing them off the edge of the Silver.

"No, a poksie.. err Pisky? Whatever you call them"

And they are shaddowing and following...

JOrdan looks back and gestures, the trod widens, burning them as it pushes them back. Petty, but he seems to not care

"HEY, you have improved" Olgar is impressed

"Nice. Okay, hold on for a minute. I think we've got a moment where I can heal you a bit."

"No argument here.." He says

She stops and takes off her backpack, fishing through it and pulling out a water bottle. She uncaps it, then turns it back and forth between her palms so it spins as she sings:
Take off your hat, kick off your shoes
I know you ain't going anywhere
Run round the town singing your blues
I know you ain't going anywhere
You've always been a good friend of mine
But you're always saying farewell
And the only time that you're satisfied
Is with your feet in the wishing well.

The glamour shimmers and funnels into the bottle like a little whirlpool in the air. Finally she hands it over to Jordan. "Try that."

He drinks, and he says 'A bit sour... but.. cant argue with the results" As hsi wounds heal up

She gives him a brief look at the complaint of sourness, then reclaims the bottle without another word.

"Nice work, sweetie" Her father says "Glad you came along"

She puts the bottle back in her bag, not looking at her father. "If you're taking Jordan back to Rivervale, I'm going to try to get to Darkgate."

"Darkgate? " Jordan says "oh shit yeaah, they have that barrier, the trods aren't connected but it sure could have busted something by sheer overflow . Crap. olgar you should have gone there instead. My island was holding"

Olgar glowers a bit at Jordan "I made my call" A look his daughter "If you're sure..."

"Go with her," Jordan says "things are settled, from here I can get home and get healed up more. " A look to Sylvi "Good luck, Sylvi. Hope everyone there is okay"

"Just...point me the right way," she says, her jaw set.

"And take Jordan home." She looks to the centaur. "Thanks. Me too."

Right this moment, Olgar might see a lot of Kerri in their daughter...a very angry Kerri.

OLgar frowns then says "I'll get you on the right path at least... c'mon.'

She follows him, tense.

And she's shown the path, given direction and... while her dad wants to follow, something tells Olgar he needs to let her have some alone time now. Right now would be good

Of course, it might also occur to him that she hasn't really spent much time alone on trods that he hadn't established himself or secured personally...but she's already heading off. "Tell mom I'll call when I get there," she says without looking back.

"Will do" He says . He does recall some Firnost sneaks she took, but yes, it's unnerving "Let's go home, JOrdan"

"Okay" Jordan says "I hope there's food. I could eat a horse"

Olgar gives him a look

"YES, yet another figure of speech ruined for me" Jordanthrows his hands up an heads towards RV

Even as Sylvi heads towards Darkgate

(To DGF)