#elsewhere

"Ah, you know at least one crafter yourself. " A sip of a flask, then offers it "Care for a swig? I'll close my eyes. Whiskey is good here"

"Oh, Jack makes a bog-water that is divine... but I fear whiskey scalds my throat. Thank you for the offer, sirrah."

"Bog water? I may give that a shot. Thank you," Rosco grins "And you're welcome. " A mmm "Do you know Minerva, Breeze?"

"Aye. She has not yet realized cats have no need of 'titles' - ask any feline to whom they wouldst bow?"

"This will be hard for her... be gentle, Breeze. She knows who she is at her core, but a commoner sidhe is like a penquin. So sick with envy as noble sidhe fly above, they forget their depths only they can explore"

"Ah, yes. To be grounded with the rest of us." Dry.

"HA... right, that's why I have Commoner Nockers flying overhead in Dirigibles with solar sales and laughing at me while I wait in traffic. Now you know what I mean. Commoners have treasures and yes, freedoms, that some nobles will never know. Just don't let her confuse being title less for being less"

"Mm."

"She is Eiluned. She will learn that Power is Power."

"I see you're familiar with with the house." A nod "maybe some in it will see her as a useful asset, hopefully she won't let them use her as a puppet" And the Avalanhe rises "Be well. Breeze. My praise to your skill and it's subtle style. I've never been good at that part.. subtle that is. Whoever your mentor is or was, she or he did you well"

"Mazel tov, Namer."

"Blessings upon you and your family" And off he goes to return to the party