#earthrunes

"Nevermind, I can't, he's too Banal. See?"

"Adam, you'll get to practice your primal"

"Musing takes no gifts, no glamour, no enchantment, no treasures."

"If you would be a kithain, you must learn that."

Adam nods to Bachdion. "Yes, Sir."

"I don't know how to do that either, Miss."

"So. Learn."

"now that's a fair point," Bachdion says "And entirely on us, Adam. I'll make sure to add musing to your lessons."

Adam fumes quietly but nods agreement.

'Thank you for your insight and omen, Miss Zara" The satyr says

"It seems the Autumn Person did not salt the earth. Do not waste this."

"Indeed. I was considering the gift of pan to temporarily lower their banality" The satyr considers

"That couldn't hurt, either."

"I would use it here, but I suspect Bronte would end up rolling on a pile of books shamelessly"

"Uh, yeah. Yes, Miss, thank you."

Bronte huffs "If this puck hath offended, think of this and all is mended." then "I want it more" from Puck to Rocket Raccoon. Darn novelizations of movies throw quotes off

Sigh.

"No, I mean it. Thanks for the magic part."

Zara nods.

Cathil enters wearing a victorian urchin/cleaning girl outfit. The childling says "Will there be anything else today, Miss Zara?"

Adam blinks at the girl.

<SEND>

Eyebrow.

"Have you apologized to Bronte yet?"

She sighs "Knights and Dragons are supposed to fight" Grumpy "or at least play fight"

Adam can't help but think the kid has a point.

"Tis only a game if all are aware."

"oh" the girl says then "OH!" And nods "Yes, Miss Zara." Then she looks at Bronte, "Dread Dragon of the library heights, I do regret not letting you know that we were destined to duel to the death.. or lunch, or boredom, or a new book or something.. so I am sorry for that."

"Bronte?" She checks in on the dragon.

Bronte ponders then chirps "“An apology is the superglue of life! It can repair just about anything!!”
― Lynn Johnston"

Then the dragon gets a sly look, and descends on the Gwydion's tiny shoulders, and licks RIGHT in her left ear. Tiny paper like tongue flickering

'GAH" Cathil says alarmed "Dragon germs! right in the ear! Get the hot water... get the disenfectant"

A QUICK scratch from the Gwydion on the dragon's head, then "Gah" again

A soft rattle.

And the Gwydion girl 'races' off, as Bronte flutters up.

Then... in the floor before the library door, a book. A new one! With a little note attached 'To the victor go the spoils- C of G'

A look from Bronte to the book. After all, it is the dragon's prize.

Bronte says casually as if ready to let the book lay there "Winning isn't everything...."

Then she swoops and plucks up the book and takes it to a perch victoriously "--but wanting to win is.”
― Vince Lombardi"

A soft chuff, amused.

Bachdion delights "Oh Zara, whatever are you going to do when some gentleman Bookwyrm tries to steal her away?"

"Have my heart broken, methinks..."

"Feh!" Bronte looks up from her new book at this, for she loves Zara enough to delay her delight in a new book, "God help the mister, who comes between me and my sister" A half quote, but the half that fits

"Well!"

"Well said," Sir Bachdion says, "Besides, perhaps it will be a seasonal suitor, OR..maybe he'll move in here to join you... and you can share your hoard"

Dubious dragon brow

"And he'll bring HIS hoard to join yours, of course" Bachdion adds

"oooo" Better

Tiny smile.

Adam grins too.