#earthrunes

"Hey is this a sluagh only party or can a troll stomp through?"

"Try to minimize the stomping. And I invited you, didn't I?" He says, bluntly enough. It seems that what politeness this sluagh has, was mostly expended on the Librarian's behalf.

"Ah, Symon, you ray of sunshine you" Siv comes in then

"Hello, Siv."

"How goes, Zara? You're looking particularly sinister but elegant today" Siv gives her friend friend support

Zara places a hand delicately over her heart. "Too kind. Tea?"

"Please" Siv takes a seat "How's Earl?"

"Doing well - busy! He has commissions for book covers."

"Nice" Siv says wanting to be enthused but also monitoring her volume "Good as he is, I hope he's getting paid his worth on those. " She partakes of the tea "Mm.. thank you. Now, how can I help you two?"

"Well, here's the thing." He outlines the background - the shooter, the murder of the two kids, the almost-loss of Otto and Alisa. Chieftain and former Mountain to the rescue, and how she put him in charge of punishment. He squirms a little at this last.

"Not that that should be public, mind."

"Education."

"Now where you come in, we figure, is that we don't want our, uh. 'Education', to fall under this or that Noble's purview. So I was thinking, you know, international waters, like?"

Siv looks ...stunned. "My mom put a .. hit, out on a son of Adam?"

"Not a hit. Nay. Siv, death is an abomination - even for the sons of Adam."

"He's a son of a bitch, before a Son of Adam, in my book." Symon mutters.

"But... consider, if you would, your mother. And the fury of a Gwydion. She shows great restraint and wisdom, in seeking our aid."

"But.. he wanted death, and notoriety. I say we give him life. A long, long, long punishment."

A nod. "Symon's aid, specifically. For she knows he may temper justice with reason."

"Okay, " Siv says "I apoligize, but wow, I did not expect my mother to do that. I see why she might but wow. Okay, uhm Symon, are you okay with this? Heck of a surprise for you too I bet"

He shrugs. "Something needs to be done."

"Well, it seems logical enough to me..."

" No killng the guy, but punishing him" She ponders "PArdon, educating. Like Scrooge but worse?"

"Da'an, nu?"

"I sought out Miss Zara for help with that. He wanted to be known. My thought was to take away his name. It might not be possible to do it, you know, everywhere, or permanently... but if everyone he meets, whenever he is introduced - to warden, prisoner, attorney, advocate... they immediately forget his name. 'Hey, you.' 'Bastard.' 'That one.' 'Number 24601"."

"It would be easier for him to forget who he was, but that would be too kind, I think. Anyways. It was just an idea. Don't even know if it can be done."

"I have a notion of how to do that - but it will require access and time. I cannot do it inside the jail, the banality would add difficulty..."

"Ah, banality hits me a wee bit harder than most, but i can do disguises" She says "And that might get access to official records"

"We need to get him out and somewhere we can handle him, first."

"A jail break? Sure, if I can avoid the abnality that'll be little trouble. We arrange a transfer "

"Done it for someone before actually, well, kind of. No one this infamous" Siv says

"Or we can leave an egffigy or fake"

"A fake sounds good. Buy some time..."

"I, uh. Have some of his blood, if that helps."

"That.. would help" She says surprised "Okay. So we slip him out, leave a fake. And... educate him via magic? Only problem is his own banality. He maybe a bit resistant. This could require a bit of dross"

"though the blood should help" Siv ponders "If it weren't unfair to the kids I'd ask you guys if any of their ghosts were up to haunting him, but they deserve rest"

A sigh. "Well, I'll take some from RV's stores if needed. She owes me this much for passing the buck."

Remembering that he speaks in front of the Chief's daughter. "Uh, sorry."

"I thought of that. If they were adults, maybe..." He considers. "But no."

"If we terrify him first, we can lower his banality."

Siv arches a brow, but let's it go at 'sorry' then nods the kids off limit, curiously she says to Zara "Is that how it works? Like a gift of pan for fear?"

"Aye. Soften him up, so to speak."

A thin smile, eager.

'what about taking the form of the victims? Either... acting like ghosts or.. flips side, like kids still alive, happy, and untouched?"

"Don't teach your grandmother to suck eggs." He says, though not in a rude tone.

"Well, pardon me, but you guys did invite me to the table and I didnt hear that one mentioned" She points out

"You can change form..." She considers. "And change the form of others..."

"Oh sure. Once I changed this jerk into a woman when he bellowed at Piper and me to make him a sandwhich while we wre at a club"

"Frankly he didn't appreciate the evolution"

"Could you use... artistic license?" She glances at Symon.

Symon is quiet, he shrugs a little, discomfited.

"I could I suppose but can you elaborate?"