#earthrunes

"I suppose I can't blame you. Stevi made a pass at me the other day and I had to explain to her I was old enough to be her father and then some. " A sigh "She made some comment that if the tread hadn't gone off the tires after all this time, must be a fine ride. I gave up and walked away."

"Right. Well. Yes."

"Stevi is... very talented."

He sighs and puffs, "Well, some of her talents I shall never know about" Harumphs, "Impetuous girl." Then he continues "The Lord used lore even in war... often calling out failures of the ancestors of his enemies to provoke them to rashness. His son was just as canny, though a Fiona. Often letting himself gget captured, seducing his captors, then escaping with valuable intell."

"The Lord... not the Baron but. Ah. Oh. Wait... "

"The Margrave I mean"

"Right."

"Mag... his son... ?"

"Don't know the name exactly, but yes, he had a son. A warrior and scout."

"And then there was his daugghter. I mean, winged sidhe are not THat common. So yeah, tales got told. Something bout ruling on high for her, and a band of five as fierce as any"

"A warrior and scout." repeated with soft pride and affection.

"But my sire was at first less concerned with her tales, only later did he research."

"And wished he had paid better attention. or so he said."

August nods. "Yes."

"Anything specific you're asing about? It might help me kick the old gray matter"

"Do you know anything else about.. the lady?"

"The margravess, the daughter, or one of the Margrave's consorts?"

"The Margravess."

"Or... the Margrave." After a moment.

Another moment. "Or... any of them."

He rubs his fore head "Well, they were mortal friendly, but that may ggo without saying. If you like? I'll go look for my notes of what the Baron taught me and see what more I can dig up?"

"Thank you." Softly.

"you're welcome. " the pipe smoke fades, 'I hope this helped?"

"It has." Quietly. "Yes. Thank you."

"hope it was , for the most part, good news to you?"

One thing about this knight; he does not answer glibly. He responds honestly, with thought.

"Yes. I think so... or, it will be."

"I am glad then to have been of service of that sort," Inish says rising, "Mm my notes. Yes... It will be a few hours. I'll leave them.. should I put them in the library?"

"No. Please have them delivered to my study, thank you."

He bows, and slips out to do so.

August makes his own way out, walking past the gardens, hearing a voice, "And left, and right, and left..."

He wanders along, and seeks (without agenda or purpose) the source of the cadance.

Leonora's touching toes as she does work out with Thistlesnort, well, the Chimera mostly bobs his head.

Leonora however moves touching left, then right toes, the tight leather of her oufit showing off nicely as it strains with the exercise

Automatically, he stops and steps back, looking away.

"And left, and riht, and ..come on, Thistlesnort"

He peeks.

Tight leather, a well toned rear, and movement.

The young man struggles briefly, then backs away for a moment, and, making enough sound, he turns the corner and approaches. "Dame Leonora, hello." August greats her.

She turns and flashes a lovely smile, "Sir August. how are you?"

"Well, thank you. I hope you and..." He crouches. "Hello Thistlesnort! Are you well?"

Thistlensort looks tired. watching people excercise has that effect on him

"Oh he's just a lump" She smiles fondly

"He's wonderful." He looks up at her with a genuine smile.

She beams, "Yeah he is, but don't tell him' She scratches her chimera's head lightly between antlers

He massages the chimera's jowls, cupping under his jaw and working his fingers in. "There you go... who's a good boy? You are. Yes, you are...."

Wagging furiously, Thistlensort liks his face

Leonora chuckles, "Well, he likes you, obviously. But then you are kind of likable"

"Aww..." He suffers the love.

"Mmph, so how's it going with you Sir? You seem in a fine mood"