#earthrunes

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Inish wanders through the hallways sighing, "off all the blasted tomfoolery..." The Herald seems cranky

"Inish?" Sparrow's voice calls.

"oh, Regent" He turns and bows in that direction, "Pardon my temper. Just something has come up that I fear will interfere with the smooth running of the hold, distracting us from yule."

"Oh no! Is it something I can help with?" She sits up, wings lifting part-way like Ladybird's ears.

'oh it's ... apparently a ..." He looks at a note "The Duke and Duchess have sent word that some dimensional cyst that formed in the near dreaming area last May the 4th has broken open, and due to the season, has released... twenty five ... I don't even know what a Tauntaun is, but apparently that's what they're chimera of. whatever it is, apparently they're not predatory, but the Duchess has put out word she'd like one . Just one is fine blah blah... great respect to her station, but satyrs do seem to get the weirdest urges. I hope this is a whim. Apprently you can ride the 'tauntuan' ? I hope that's not a euphemism"

"Oh, yes!" She grins. "I've seen that movie!"

"Perhaps we could organize a hunt? I imagine Bachdion and Vince would enjoy it. And Leo..."

"This is what I was talking about" He sighs more to himself, "Forgive me, Regent,but surely the wilders have something better to do than search for these things around Yule? I mean, it's just a request, a whim, I doubt a whim even shared. There can't be that many folk interested in a pet. ..taun taun." still not sure if he's got that right.

"Taun Taun" A voice from the wall further down where a thrall usually is appointed says

"I did hear Tauntaun right?" The voice gets excited

"Well, hunting and hawking are traditional activities..."

"And oh, we could have warm wassail for the party when they return! Make a thing of it!"

"Oswald? Is that you?" Inish says

"Yes sir, Regent, permission to join the Tauntaun capture? If we can get more than one, We can add one to the Baroness stable!" the troll says excitedly "I'll help feed it."

Inish hurmphs and writes down something on a paper "I suppose Sir Sergei might have some suggestions.... a warm Wassail for party... " Scrible. He maybe grumbly, but he obeys

"Oh, Inish, thank you for letting me know! I;ll work on getting it organized, it will be fun!" She gives him a peck on the cheek and swoops down to meet Oswald. "We'll need to check with Sergei and Cora to see if we can keep one here - but you can certainly come on the hunt, Oswald!"

"This is the best job in the world.." A cough "I mean," More troll controlled tone "My duty and honor, Regent"

"Wonderful! This will be fun! I wonder what the best way to contain them without hurting them would be... hounds? Herd them?"

"Perhaps lure them with lichen and small arctic plants?" Oswald suggests.

"That's their natural diet" he adds

"Ah, Oswald, you are an expert? How fortunate. Alright, I will declare you the chief huntsman for this endeavour... you will work with Sergei and myself.. OH, Colton... Colton likes them..."

"Who doesn't?" Oswald says excitedly "I won't let you down, Regent." he salutes.

The old herald looks heavenward, but despite his request, the Dreaming does not mercifully strike him out of this life and into anothher

"now, Inish - I believe we have the hunt out of your capable hands, and we can talk to Jack and Delores about the after party... "

"I suppose, shall I let the Baroness know of the arrangement or did you wish to?"

"I can tell her, if you would prefer? Unless you wish to include it in her briefing..."

"Well, I'll put it in her briefing with a note that you're on the project. I do think she might want to rush off as well. But who can tell? Eiluned were more sedate. But I suppose there's smething to be said for wilder energy..." A look around "In moderation"

She laughs. "Fiona hold, Inish - judging by Bachdion, I don't know if she'll slow down."

"mmm retirement... "He chants lightly and makes few more notes

"And shortly, a vacation - after Yule, don't you think?"

"Well, my services aren't as needed as they were" He admits "You and the others, for all my grumbling, do make sure the Baroness is never without"

"Yet you provide valuable insight and council... and temperance, which we wilders do need."

"mm well, it is true. Shortage of ggood grump sense around here, I mean, Dame Agingcourt would provide but she's lost in her work...Dougal, of course. Naturally she lobbed Dame Leonora with a trebuchet. And Sir Sergei mindss his own mosly, and Jack's half retired..." A sigh

"So see? Needed! Imagine what we'd get up to on our own?"

"I don't need to, one of you allowed herself to be lobbed out of a Trebeuchet"

A soft laugh. "Fiona."

"Yes, and Sir Bachdion is as liable to cheer her on. I am grateful for Liams I think. Much more level headed"

A grin. "We try."

A nod "Anything else you require of me in this or other endeavours, Regent?"

"That is all, Inish. Thank you, again."

A bit of a smile across his othewise grumpy features, and a bow "You are ever welcome"

She returns it and flits off to hunt for Ladybird.