#dreaming

The ferry pulls up, and there are not many people either getting on it, or getting off. They do see their first kithain working the ferry, a DUCK Pooka guiding people on and off.

August observes; does there seem to be a fee or toll?

There is, but as the Duck pooka sees them, he waves them over anyway

"I think we're about to get a free ferry ride just for being us," Tziporah says hopefully "Did anyone bring Canadian money?"

A look at the Eagle Scout. "Be prepared, aye?"

He gives her a mournful, sheepish look "Ahhh.... I should have been. I'm sorry, no."

"I have some, " Ruzgarla says "not a lot"

August nods. "Let's see what we'll need, and then decide our course of action." and he sets out towards the ferry duck.

The Ferryman greets them all after pulling them aside "I see your'e with that Silverline program, good on you good on you. Saves a fortune, when it is season. First time In the land of Hortons and Hockey?"

August concentrates furiously and then cautiously nods. "Yes."

The fellow with big lips smiles wider "Well then, maybe a fellow or two who will want to chat you up. Tall fellows, judgy brows? You know the sort. "

Another significant pause "A troll wishes to speak with us?"

He lookss at the few mortals moving onto the ferry througgh the normal means and says in a low voice "Like a wigwam and a teepee over here lately. So yes, a few eyes in the sky as it were, as long as the sky is considered 8 foot and up"

Nope, August's lost as regards Native American dwellings. He blinks. "Ah."

A nod somber from the pooka, and with everyone on the ferry who should be (The PCs plus a few) the Ferry makes it's way across to the great city

OOC Did they have to pay anything?

OOC: Nope. Mortals did.But kithain get on free 🙂

OOC Ok, cool. I was worried I missed something.

Tzip looks around as they travel, and says "We're going the right way, I feel it"

Zara is quiet, but her eyes are bright.

"I like ferries."

THe ferryman says "Toronto, a concrete version of paradise, the place you can leave but it never quite leaves you. ... All the corners of the world are here, if you know where to look" Proud, his chest puffs up

They see Superman flying to the top of a building, his cape fluttering. Indeed, more than one superhero chimera can be spotted

Head-tilt

"Do you think those...." August indicates the superheroes to Zara "... might be indicative of the Duke's influence?"

"That and folks wanting New York with less chance of getting mugged" The Pooka grins "Silver Screen heroics are no stranger in MY City"

"It is odd."

Ruzgarla chuckles "As our guide hints, Superman the movie was filmed in part here. Inspiration lingers"

"Ah. Aye."

The ferry crossing is lovely, and gives them time to admire the skyline. But as they close, they see a troll waiting for them, all right. To mortal eyes he appears to be a Mountie, but blue skinned in heraldry of the Duke of White Trilium, a thane to be sure given their are no knightly spurs.

Tziporah observes "He's got broader shoulders than Earl does"

"Mine Hunter is lithe." She aims for prim, but it is VERY fond.

"Mama worries he's malnourished" Tzip says with a slight teasing lilt.

"Mama worries everyone is malnourished."

There Tziporah has to concede "There she does. If she had her way I'd be too heavy to nimble leap on rooftops"

And they come into dock, and disembarking begins.

August will help the ladies disembark, as he helped them aboard, should they wish it.

Tzip smiles "Thank you, sir"

A small, private smile for August.

As they all one and all disembark, the troll begins to move towards them

Zara, in a rare show of deference, drops behind August.

August leads the group up to the troll, and offers a respectful nod. "Greetings."

"This way, please" he says "Just a bit from.. ear shot" Clearly protecting the right of ignorance

August nods and follows the troll.

As do the two Eshu

"Welcome to the Duchy of White Trillum. You're clearly not from this immediate area. Yanks I suspect. I am Thane Teeg. May I ask your business here?"

"After making our introductions and letters of recommendation, we would ask leave to spend time at the Duke's libraries." August says quietly, his manner polite and self-effacing.

The sluagh eagerly bobs her head.

"I see, and your interest in his librries, please?"

"I am a scholar, and I bring with me the librarian of the freehold that hosts me."