#fenixtj

"You need a drink." Jessica says, perhaps uncharacteristically, but truthfully.

"Please god yes, whatever you're willing to put in a container"

"Come on. Call back, tell them you're staying here overnight." Jessica leads the (healed?) FarmChief to the kitchens and asks "Por Favor, cervezas y tequilla."

One is handed over

Clem nods "I'm the CHIEF there, Westward."

"If you drink this tequila, chances are excellent you're not getting back tonight."

"mmm fair point..." A sigh "Fine... I'll see how busy they are. We have other healers"

Jessica takes a beer too. "Seven babies. Holy crap."

"You got no idea..." She pours "Or maybe you do, but the rafmications...I'll suport them, after all, but some are worried the mothers may not keep the kids on the farm, at least some of them... others are worried they'll be more satyr than troll... and how do we handle that? We only have one satyr fostered and she's still a childling... I don't know how satyrs fit in a lodge structure. They're family so they have right and claim and love. Family is family. But the elders are grossing because no matter what happens, change is here, and this happened on my watch."

"My mom might have some advice; there are more satyrs at Rivervale now. I'm told."

"Do they live AT The lodge? In it?"

"No. No, I don't.... most of them don't. Maybe a few?"

"mm" She drinks "I should ask I suppose. It's just.. I don't see any way this isn't going to piss SOMOENE off... so I guess I'll just keep on keeping on. I just don't want to make the same mistakes my elders did. "

"You have to do what you think is best. That's why they made you Chief."

"Yeah, that's why I'm going with Shearing."

"Shearing?"

"Sorry, got it from a mix of things... basically, send wilder DeBukes out into the world for a year and a day... let them explore, learn, then come back."

A head tilt. "Don't ... don't the Amish do something kind of like that?"

"They do, as does a custom in an RPG book I found in an attic. "

"I... a what?"

"Role playing game.. organized make believe. Seems a bit odd to me to organize it, but what do i Know? Anyway.. the general idea is good. Send them out to other areas where Troll lodges are nearby to help but they can try other things. THe parents are going to have a duck fit, but you see why we need to start doing it, don't you?"

"I know what an RPG is... Isn't that basically what Sally Mae is doing?"

"It is, and it's..made her a better DeBuke even though it is tricky going. I'm just trying to make it official.." A drink "W're open and known, but we can't hide any more period. Can't isolate so much..present real world matters aside"

Jessica nods. After a beat. "More beer, or tequila?"

"Beer, Beer might be better to chase this. I don't want to meet the worm"

Jessica nods and makes sure they are set up.

"Done soem good.. made Sylvi happy as a pig in a mudhole by giving her this little gift to commeriate her getting a paying job.. it's a DeBuke Tradition though they tend to stay close or work in town. You seen her make up channel?"

"Um, no. Not really big on make up myself and..." a sheepish shrug.

"Well, me neither , but I finally found out about it so figured I'd do a little bit as she IS an honorary DeBuke.. so I got this little old powder box? Got one little knack for allowing your regular make up to turn ot battle paint.. like celtic war paint or the like"

"She loves it" A smile and a nother beer sip "Not bad this... could use slightly better hops.. I can hook you up... where was I? Oh yes.. happy Sylvi"

"Oh, I bet she loved that." Jessica grins.

"Yup" A nod

"Excellent."

"So the ...the amish thing... tell me I'm doing the right thing there? I need a non DeBuke insight"

"Sounds like it, Clem, yes."

"Let me ask you, do you think the wilders on the farm want to go out?"

"Good' A drink "And, well, they vary, but yeah, overall I think they're itching for excuses. They just need one"

"There you go then." Sip.

"m a few may need kicked out of the door, but it's good for them"

"What if they want to stay out there, in the world."

"Then I investigate, make sure it's not under duress, and if it isn't, let them go"

"And you're ok with that?"

"Jessica...you above all people should know some folks need to leave the roost and not all go back. I won't like it, but.. stopping it would be wrong"

Jessica chuffs. "Yes, -I- know it. Just asking if you're ok with what -some- folks might think of as bleeding young talent out of the farm."

"It is, but then, we're also recruting. How many times have gathered up trolls from areas with natural disasters? Why.." A bit of a tipsy laugh "Your mama is on her guard knowing I'd pinch some of the folks at her lodge in a heart beat if I thought I could. Sylvi would miss big city shopping, but maybe when she's older? "

Jessica chuckles. "And, you have 7 new ones...."

"If we can keep them. I'm planning on four out of 7 minumum"

"That's kind of how I got Lazuli....."

"mmm?" She looks down at the little puppy "Not following you.. though he's ador.. I think he's begging for scraps"

"Fae hounds are smart. Don't feed him...." Drink "His mother's owner was slain, so.... he came here."