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"Yes?" Adding to his notes.

"But I think they're more universal than that, very Maid Mother and Crone... pagany? " SHe says

And looks very thoughtful

He nods and looks up. "Do you remember anything else?"

"Killer robots, men in in black, good versus evil wizards... derring Do. What exactly are you looking for?"

"Any other faction names."

"Of the traditions? A few. You should look to Liam books regarding Holy men... some of them joined the traditions too."

He nods. "I have been reading, yes."

"The Nunnehi are said to be allies to a group called the Dream Speakers. Medicine men and shaman types. I know that. Nockers are friends with something called the Brethren of Ether, scientists.. but they see the wonder in science still. I think you know about the Order o Hermes.. there' the wizards like Merlin thoug hte verbena might protest... and all of this knowledge is DANGEROUS to know."

".... because they would protect it?"

"Oh yes. If it helps? Most of the Tradition wizards I met were as surprised to find out Fae were still alive as I was to find out mortal wizards were a thing"

"The Escheat works."

"So it seems, but they know in general, and they each have their take... I do know that there are 9 main groups of the traditions. and some independents, and then the big bad of the technocrazy"

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"You should be careful, August.. Pardon, Baron. Magic doesn't always come easy to them any more, it fights them ... but they can still be very powerful. They do things that we used to be able to do"

"I intend to be careful." he assures her.

"I suppose so, Baron," She says "I am a bit reckless myself, and I can tell you, it's a whole different shade of darkness what you're prying into."

"-It- came to -me-."

"And you're charging right back at it," Siv says "I'm thinking you fit better in with the Fiona than you know, Baron." and a smile escapes "Do you need or want help?"

He blinks, but shakes his head. "No, thank you Captain. I do not plan to take action, per se."

"What are ye planning?" She asks "Sorry, I am curious."

"To learn what I can, from a distance, to be better prepared another time."

"I thought you were a superman type, but you actually lean towards Batman, don't you?"

"Ah..... I do?"

"Seems so, lots of prep time"

"I prefer to be prepared."

"What I' msaying. You might be a good troll, Lord Scribe" She says "My dad tries to prepare so much he can be glacial"

"Your father is a great credit to our House."

A proud look "Yes, he's a great man. It's easy to oerlook him with mother being who she is, but in truth there are days she'd be lost without him and I bet she'd admit it."

"I know that is how I feel about Coradel." Quietly.

A smile "It's the kind of love I hope to find for myself" She admits "but even if I don't? I'll fight like hell to make sure others can have it"

A head-tilt. "Is that why you're exploring House Fiona?"

"Love Conquers All. Love is what lights the world, it is the meat that feeds a starving soul, romance is the sauce," A wicked smile "Sex might be the spice" Then she goes on "I refuse to accept we live in a world of ONLY Darkness. A single candle can hold back the shadow. A single heartfelt kiss? It can brighten the gloom. Love is very much worth fighting for, worth living for. So yes, I suppose that's why I'm exploring House Fiona. "

He pinks a little.

"There was a time I would have argued....or at least, understood less."

"Ha, there was a time I thought I knew all about love already, amazing how even a year teaches us how we didn't know much as we thought. " Wistful, "Tis hard , getting older, and realizing each year my parents were NEVER as wrong as I thought they were. Yet I endure." Mock seriousness at that last

A head tilt. "Some of that might apply to me, as well."

"It might, Lord, but it's not for me to say if it is or not. "

"Of course not. Nor me, you." He nods. "Thank you, Captain Waveborn. This has been helpful. Please let me know if you think of anything else?"

She ponders then says "I think you should take the baroness onto a ship sometime, and you dress as a scoundrel pirate, and she as a repressed princess, just the two of you. And you could play it by ear. Maybe a purple vest on you, you'd look good in it I think. She could have a top with strings holding it together and a fine gown. Normally I'd not suggest such a thing so boldly, but you did ask if I thought of anything else, and the Baroness and you have both been kind, and with Valentine's day up, you two deserve a bit of fun."

Wide Eyes And Open Mouth.

She pats his shoulder, "Let me know if you want any more of my suggestions, Lord. Happy I am that I could help."

And moves on

Eventually, he blinks.

Siv goes maybe a dozen feet when she almost bumps into the Baroness, "Baroness."

She bows, "Good sparing match earlier."

Coradel pauses gracefully midstep as Siv nearly walks into her. A smile. "I thought so. You're doing very well. And the rest of your training? Any further run-ins with our Seamstress?"

A courteous nod in response to the bow.

"I do believe Vashti fears I'm hopeless. Unless I'm thinking about it, I just do not consider clothes beyond comfort as that important." Sheepish

"Hmm." She purses her lips slightly and regards Siv's current attire thoughtfully.