#fenixtj

Duff says "I'll wash a bit" He says "We have a spy. You want me to kill him?"

She slips into the changing room to speak quietly with him. "Who and where?" Whispered, and likely in troll-cramped quarters.

"I don't think he's one of the Baron's spies. He's a sluagh" A whisper

And Vaeltilde smiles at ELLIE "I'll try not to... there's a reason I call Brathel 'Brat-hel'"

"Brave, then. Who's spy?"

Sniff. "Appropriate. He's just jealous and acting out."

"Let's ask him" Duff says, and makes a motion.. and behind a curtain comes a wilder sluagh yanked by Gimmix

The sluagh looks up " wait, this isn't my Air B&B. do pardon'"

There seem to be few other childlings here, at least not at the party. There were some out in the streets, but Vaeltlide seems very much isolated

Ellie knows that feeling. "May we meet your dolls, Vaeltilde?"

"We only brought one apiece, the rest are keeping the kittens company..."

Jessica regards the sluagh coolly. "Who are you and what do you want?"

"i want Vaeltilde to live"the sluagh says "She's our best chance to eventually be free of Varich here"

VAELTILDE beams "Please, let me show you!" And she leads the girls off

"Who do you work for?"

"myself" the sluagh says "my people" A pause "uhm.. "

-Glower-

Duff says "Did you know you can't squirm out of a bullet?" Very cold, very cool

"christ man, right of life already.. geez.." he turns to look to Jessica for help only ot have his gaze 'walk ' into her glower "fine fine. i work for the thirteen fingered hand. we're a small group of sluagh who've decided it's time for our kith to be more proactive in the area. we didn't have the best rep here"

"For good reason." Jessica points out.

"yes yes... but then we heard three sluagh witchees helped save the day, so we figured why not us?"

Jessica sighs; she heard a few of the stories.

"Why is Vaeltilde in danger?"

"i'd love to blame some balor or better yet the varich, but the ranters are in town" he says

(The GIRLS) Vaeltilde has a room full of dolls, barbies and princesses and playful sorts, but she gestures "My pride and joy are those though.. they're called Bisque dolls"

"Oh, they're pretty!"

CLOSET: "Are they using Thallain?"

"They're art work, some are very old, a few are custom made by Mister Jum" Vaeltide says

CLOSET - "They work with them, if that tells you anything but I think the Thallian wnat YOUR heir dead. They know what it means if Beaumayn takes the throne"

"Who's that?"

"he's the nicest old man, I mean, he.. " She blushes "he's.. he's a boggan . He has a shop. but he lets me watch sometimes. you have to make the bisque really hot... but the touches on the face and stuff.. it's craftsmanship"

"And that's two baronies in the same county. And if they ....." she trails off, thinking.

"How do we know we can trust you, or what you say?"

"you don't, but i wasn't supposed get caught. how the hell did you see me?" he looks at Duff.

Duff snorts "you don't expect me to answer that? Do you?"

"That sounds fascinating. Boggans are very clever at making things. Rosita made our dresses."

"I love your dresses" Vaeltilde says

"Why should I not turn you over to the Baron?"

"Me too. I'll let them know you were impressed. And you see how Salma's brings out her eyes?" Fuss.

(Closet) "Because you know even his mercy would be unreasonable. I'm a sluagh. for the love of god I'd rather you just chimerically kill me"

Vaeltilde looks at this "It really does"

"Hmmph." She looks at Duff for input.

The Aesin circles Salma "I can't wear yellows that nicely.. well, I could be only because sidhe look good in anything"

Salma curtseys. “Gracias.”

"And Ariel, I heard you singing... it was nice" Vaeltilde says as if testing ssomething, then looks at ELLIE as if making sure she's doing this right?

An encouraging nod!

"only nice?" Ariel says dubious

A little eyebrow at Ariel.

“Neither of us can wear Orange, it doesn’t work unless you have darker complexion.” A sigh. “I look like a...” she looks for the work. “Halloween pumpkin?”

Puffing out her cheeks.