#elsewhere

As they drive, August puts out the call; all available members of the bannerhouse, report status.

Temerity and Ivory both availble

"Please come right away." He gives them the address. "I'm going to stay outside and observe until you arrive." he tells them.

eager for blood/ Okay

"Two of my finest, a mighty warrior and a powerful magic user, are on the way." he tells Dylan.

"Good to know. " Dylan says

Glamour is in the area. August can tell a man at a window, wearing very little, is enchanted. It's not RK's son. He wears nothing but a short robe with open vest

more than that, there is a cantrip or magical effect in play

"Do you feel that?" August tries to figure out WHAT the magic is doing.

"yeah, something at work "

((It feels like Fae magic?))

(yup)

He watches the house, drumming his fingers on the Prius's steering wheel a bit. "I knew of one that might try something like what RK has described, but I was given to understand his power had been taken away. And, ah, he did not prefer men."

"Who?" Dylan asks

August feels something scamper on his foot

"His name is WAH!" August looks down at the driver's footwell, where he did not expect scampering things.

the mouse looks up wih a squeek

He relaxes when he recognizes the rodent "Dame. Hello. This is Dylan Dylan, Dame Temerity." he offers an introduction.

"Scared me ot deatth " Dylan admits "But hey"

"Dame, we can avert our eyes if you wish to change." he offers in a gentlemanly fashion "I hope Sir Ivory is nearby?"

A squeak! whatever that means... and she clambers up him to look at the same view he is

In other circumstances, having a lady climb up his pant leg to sit on his shoulder would be..... disconcerting, to say the least. However.....

"Do you feel it?" he murmurs.

A nod, her whiskers tremble with outrage. A look at him, "Squeak Squeak?"

"Ahhhh... Dame." he reminds her.

Ivory approaches "I think she wants to know if you want her to spy in mouse form?"

"Sir." He nods and, balancing carefully, exits the car. "No, Dame, thank you. The magics here are... troublesome.

"you were saying his name is wah?" Dylan asks

"Pardon. His name... Sir Ivory, can we be revealed or damage done if I were to say the common-use name of a person?"

"He is a bad person, if that helps."

"if it is who I think it is, he's long gone" Ivory nods

"You know.... ah. Yes. Then... who?"

"tantalus"

August nods. "Yes. That was the name in my thoughts."

"Is it he?"

"no. Tantalus is dead" Ivory says

"Dead?" that impacts the Sidhe lord, and he pauses.

"Then... this is not he."

"Yeah, that's how I furking see it" Dylan says

"Then we start from nothing." August frowns.

The mouse bounces hungry for battle

"Sorry, Baron." Ivory says apologeiclay "I thought you should know"

"No, you're right." he agrees "Dame, please." he asks for grace.

"My concern is that engaging here could lead to... distraction.

A moment, the mouse falls io the back seat, the she transforms into a talkative form "But my lord, battle solves all thigs"

He closes his eyes retroactively. "Dame?"

"Ah, you know I prefer to avoid combat when possible."

"And the magic here is.... concerning. Sir Ivory, can you tell us who the spells will effect?"

"Hopefully just mortals"

"Hopefully?"