#dreaming

Huh, a red dress that draws the eye. Odd boots with boxes on wheels hey... star wars droid kind of. A walking stick. A toaster that's built out of a proton pack. A slim book . A mask.

"I wasn't exactly..." She frowns. "I don't think I have any dross."

She also notices a transparent cone that can fit over a head that says 'Max was here' on the side.

"Oh well, we could start a tab?" She says "You're a Gwydion, your honor would have you pay up I'm sure"

There's a still, like the sort you use to make booze in old shows. It's a small one, could fit on a table

"Well, I DO prefer you pay up front but we did yank you up here so... " Bitz muttered, then brightens "Hey, do feel free to ask about these items."

She picks up the cone, turning it over in her hands.

Odd, it has a light tink sound as her nails hit the outside of it, but ... there's no sound inside.

"The Cone of Silence! A bit of fluff from the show and movie Get Smart.... salvaged and tinkered with to work" Bitz says p roudly "Not sure if you know that bit of pop culture, but it keeps all sound seperate. It's as quiet as a grave in side that. You could scream and no on hear you. And, you can't hear them"

"Hunh."

"Helps if your husband snores" Bobbi nods.

"I don't furking snore" Bitz grumbles

"Course not, my little chain saw" She beams

"RIght..."

"Now the still well, you might be too young for that. But maybe a gift is due to someone?" Bitz says

She scratches the back of her neck.

"Ah..."

"Yeah, um."

"What's the mask do?"

"An interesting story there..." Bitz smiles and lifts the mask, going into a schpiel "What is this, you ask? Please tell us, you beg! Where did it come from? Well, at one time, two particularly potent dreamers were each preoccupied! One had his nose in the graphic novel 'V is for Vendetta', having just seen the movie version and wanting to check it out. As it so happened, the other Dreamer ? She had just seen Kenneth Braunagh's version of Henry the Fifth and was looking at the play wondering about it's script! Each lost in their own world, they read and walked ... and read and walked and..."

"Wham, right into each other!" Bobbi says "Oh yes, that's my line. Heh."

"It hit SO hard" Bitz says "That this bit of fluff got merged. We've treated this graphic novel play mix mask to care, and now it represents powers of anarchy and conquest, monarchy and mayhem.... AND..."

"We still don't know exactly WHAT that means or what it doees" Bobi nods

Bitz sighs "We might want to not bring THAT part up so quickly my curvy candy" THen he says to Dagmar "We think it may muck with sovereign but aren't sure"

"Huh."

"Yeah still, looks good on a wall right?"

"Mm."

"Now we got a few more items in the back if none of these are appealing...

"

(PErception plus kenning, best guess)

/roll 5

Some one is using glamour to send chimera on the trod! That's a freaking CRIME by Olgar's view

She tilts her head.

"Is that you two?"

"is what we two?" The nocker says not feeling it

Bobbi does "Oh dear. I better get that bazooka and.. oh right. Boon test" She speaks clearly "Neither of us letting chimera on the trod currently As we don't want to die"

All true

ANd now she hears a chanting...

"WE MAKE HOLES IN TEETH! WE MAKE HOLES IN TEETH!"

Grumbles. "Wish I had flyswatter right now..."

The chimera , shaped by her incomplete brushing.... approach on the silver.

"Cavity creeps? Oh wow, that takes me back" Bitz says "We're furking dead aren't we?"

"We're not dead."

"We have weapons in the back. The bazooka here... the spear, the Hammer "

That from Bobbi

"Oh yeah, can you use any of those?" Asks the Nocker

"Spear, or hammer, or both. Yeah."

They break them out. The spear appears to be green with white touches. It... smells like mint? The Hammer is Garish but solid, black steel with yellow tassels.